Meteorological Events Quotes

We often hear of bad weather, but in reality no weather is bad. It is all delightful, though in different ways. Some weather may be bad for farmers or crops, but for man all kinds are good. Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating.

Each day the storm clouds were opening like great purple flowers and pouring out their dark thunder. Each nightfall, the storm was laid down on their houses like a burden the day had carried.

Sunshine is delicious, rain is refreshing, wind braces us up, snow is exhilarating; there is really no such thing as bad weather, only different kinds of good weather.

Thunder only happens when it's raining.

Storms probably exist only because after them we can have a sunrise.

The same battle in the clouds will be known to the deaf only as lightning and to the blind only as thunder.

The good rain, like a bad preacher, does not know when to leave off.

Mysteries once thought to be supernatural or paranormal happenings - such as astronomical or meteorological events - are incorporated into science once their causes are understood.

The rain comes when the wind calls.

On Tuesday, when it hails and snows, The feeling on me grows and grows That hardly anybody knows If those are these or these are those.

The cloud never comes from the quarter of the horizon from which we watch for it.

When Janie looked out of her door she saw the drifting mists gathered in the west -- that cloud field of the sky -- to arm themselves with thunders and march forth against the world. Louder and higher and lower and wider the sound and motion spread, mounting, sinking, darking.

Weather is uncontrollable. Only the Lord above can control the weather. Whatever we get, we have to work with.

The cloud is free only to go with the wind. The rain is free only in falling.

Thunderstorms and rainbows wrapped together in a convenient pocket-sized parcel.

The rattling thunderbolt hath but his clap, the lightning but his flash, and as they both come in a moment, so do they both end in a minute.

Every storm runs, runs out of rain

How sublime to look down on the workhouse of nature, to see her clouds, hail, snow, rain, thunder, all fabricated at our feet!