#storm

Emma was doing something nice for Simon? Hell must be enjoying the snow day. ↗

— E.J. Stevens

#fiction #humorous #mystery #mystery-series #paranormal

Let the spirits guide you, but never let them take you. ↗

— E.J. Stevens

#mystery #mystery-series #paranormal #paranormal-fiction #paranormal-romance

Kids. You gotta love them. I adore children. A little salt, a squeeze of lemon--perfect. ↗

— Jim Butcher

#humor #kids #storm_front #humor

She could not bear to look at him just now. If she did, she might well slap him again. Or cry. Or kiss him. And never know which was right and which was wrong and which was madness. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#game-of-thrones #kiss #love #song-of-fire-and-ice #storm-of-swords

I loved weather, all weather, not just the good kind. I loved balmy days, fearsome storms, blizzards, and spring showers. And the colors! Everyday brought something to be admired: the soft feathery patterns of cirrus clouds, the deep, dark grays of thunderheads, the lacy gold and peach of the early morning sunrise. The sky and its moods called to me. ↗

— L. Jagi Lamplighter

#storms #weather #winds #love

For Operation Desert Shield and Desert Storm, 267,300 reserve component service men and women were called to service. ↗

— Ron Wyden

#component #desert #men #men and women #operation

Nothing is more beautiful than the love that has weathered the storms of life. The love of the young for the young, that is the beginning of life. But the love of the old for the old, that is the beginning of things longer. ↗

— Jerome K. Jerome

#beginning #life #longer #love #more

It was the noise Of ancient trees falling while all was still Before the storm, in the long interval Between the gathering clouds and that light breeze Which Germans call the Wind's bride. ↗

— Charles Godfrey Leland

#before #between #breeze #bride #call

Storms are sex. They exist alongside and are indifferent to words and description and dissection. ↗

— Kevin Patterson

#description #exist #indifferent #sex #storms

It doesn't pay to say too much when you are mad enough to choke. For the word that stings the deepest is the word that is never spoke, Let the other fellow wrangle till the storm has blown away, then he'll do a heap of thinking about the things you didn't say. ↗

— Jules Renard

#away #blown #blown away #choke #deepest