Reason cannot calm the storm of emotion, and emotion usually wins, until it settles down and allows reason to rise again and apologize on behalf of it.
They sicken of the calm who know the storm.
the storm thunders at my heart; I find it difficult to believe in the existence of anything except the clouds which limit my horizon.
Sometimes I would see them not as mementos of the blissful hours but as the tangible precious debris of the storm raging in my soul.
It's easy to praise God in the good times, but what about when the storms of your flesh are a-brewin'? Not so easy then!
move not in your anger; it is like putting to sea in a tempest.
My soul is dark with stormy riot: directly traced over to diet.
The hearts of some women tremble like leaves at every breath of love which reaches them, and they are still again. Others, like the ocean, are moved only by the breath of a storm, and not so easily lulled to rest.
Let the winds blow! a fiercer gale Is wild within me! what may quell That sullen tempest? I must sail Whither, O whither, who can tell!
Thus another friendship was dashed on the cruel rocks amid the storm of my self-destruction.
