Though stars in skies may disappear,
And angry tempests gather,
The happy hour may soon be near
That brings us pleasant weather. [ Burns ]
To die is landing on some silent shore.
Where billows never break nor tempests roar;
Ere well we feel the friendly stroke 'tis over. [ Sir Samuel Garth ]
The immortal mind, superior to his fate.
Amid the outrage of external things,
Firm as the solid base of this great world.
Rests on his own foundation. Blow, ye winds!
Ye waves! ye thunders! roll your tempests on!
Shake, ye old pillars of the marble sky!
Till at its orbs and all its worlds of fire
Be loosen'd from their seats; yet still serene,
The unconquer'd mind looks down upon the wreck;
And ever stronger as the storms advance,
Firm through the closing ruin holds his way,
When nature calls him to the destined goal. [ Akenside ]
For wealth, without contentment, climbs a hill,
To feel those tempests which fly over ditches. [ Herbert ]
Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove;
No! it is an ever-fixed mark,
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wandering bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come:
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error, and upon me proved;
I never writ, nor no man ever loved. [ William Shakespeare ]
Skilful pilots gain their reputation from storms and tempests. [ Epicurus ]
O woman! it is thou that causest the tempests that agitate mankind. [ J. J. Rousseau ]
Let youth dance: tempests of the heart arise after the repose of the limbs. [ Lemontey ]
Self-love is a balloon filled with wind, from which tempests emerge when pricked. [ Voltaire ]
The greater the difficulty the more glory in surmounting it. Skilful pilots gain their reputation from storms and tempests. [ Epicurus ]
Haste and rashness are storms and tempests, breaking and wrecking business; but nimbleness is a full, fair wind, blowing it with speed to the haven. [ Thomas Fuller ]