Lightning Quotes

“Electricity is really just organized lightning”
― George Carlin

“The best lightning rod for your protection is your own spine.”
― Ralph Waldo Emerson

“They say all marriages are made in heaven, but so are thunder and lightning.”
― Clint Eastwood

“Why the Egyptian, Arabic, Abyssinian, Choctaw? Well, what tongue does the wind talk? What nationality is a storm? What country do rains come from? What color is lightning? Where does thunder goe when it dies?”
― Ray Bradbury, Something Wicked This Way Comes

“If rain is God crying, I think God is drunk and his girlfriend just slept with Zeus.”
― Chuck Klosterman, Killing Yourself to Live: 85% of a True Story

“Evil doesn't die. It never dies. It just takes on a new face, a new name. Just because we've been touched by it once, it doesn't mean we're immune to ever being hurt again. Lightning can strike twice.”
― Tess Gerritsen, The Surgeon

“The world," he said, "is not a wish-granting factory," and then he broke down, just for one moment, his sob roaring impotent like a clap of thunder unaccompanied by lightning, the terrible ferocity that amateurs in the field of suffering might mistake for weakness.”
― John Green, The Fault In Our Stars

“I... do... not... do... lightning.”
― Ridley Pearson, Disney at Dawn

“When his flame falls, my lightning rises, and so on.”
― victoria aveyard, Glass Sword

“If lightning is the anger of the gods, then the gods are concerned mostly about trees.”
― Lao Tzu

“As different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire.”
― Emily Brontë, Wuthering Heights

“Lightning has no mercy.”
― Victoria Aveyard, Glass Sword

“I took the dog out for a walk tonight, and together we wandered across the meadow next door. It was a warm summer's night, dark, and moonless. There were a handful of fireflies flickering intermittently, some so close to me I could see they were burning green as they flew, and some further away, who seemed to be flashing white.

And in the sky above them a continual roil of distant summer lightning (the storm distant enough that it was silent) burned and flashed and illuminated the clouds. It seemed as if the lightning bugs were talking to the lightning, in a perfect call and response of flash and counterflash. I watched the sky and the meadow flash and flash while the dog walked ahead of me, and realised that I was perfectly happy...”
― Neil Gaiman

“Even without her lightning, Mare Barrow still manages to strike me through.”
― Victoria Aveyard, Broken Throne

“I hate it when storm clouds roll in, heralded by dazzling claps of thunder and lightning that boast an ocean of tears. This majestic performance of bad temper manages to overshadow my pathetic attempts at pouting. No one broods like Mother Nature, hence she steals all the attention I was sulking after.”
― Richelle E. Goodrich, Smile Anyway: Quotes, Verse, and Grumblings for Every Day of the Year

“At that time, I well remember whatever could excite - certain accidents of the weather, for instance, were almost dreaded by me, because they woke the being I was always lulling, and stirred up a craving cry I could not satisfy. One night a thunder-storm broke; a sort of hurricane shook us in our beds: the Catholics rose in panic and prayed to their saints. As for me, the tempest took hold of me with tyranny: I was roughly roused and obliged to live. I got up and dressed myself, and creeping outside the basement close by my bed, sat on its ledge, with my feet on the roof of a lower adjoining building. It was wet, it was wild, it was pitch dark. Within the dormitory they gathered round the night-lamp in consternation, praying loud. I could not go in: too resistless was the delight of staying with the wild hour, black and full of thunder, pealing out such an ode as language never delivered to man - too terribly glorious, the spectacle of clouds, split and pierced by white and blinding bolts.”
― Charlotte Brontë

“Lightning and thunder require time, the light of the stars requires time, deeds require time even after they are done, before they can be seen and heard.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche, The Gay Science: With a Prelude in Rhymes and an Appendix of Songs

“Thunder roars but does not strike. Lightning strikes but does not roar. Choose to be lightning.”
― Matshona Dhliwayo

“I sort of fell."

"Percy! Six hundred and thirty feet?”
― Rick Riordan, The Lightning Thief

“You can grow like a tall tree, when you enjoy the sun, wind, rain, storms and the stars in the dark nights.”
― Amit Ray

“When you've been struck by lightning as many times as I have, you start to expect the worst pretty much all the time.”
― Jennifer Bosworth, Struck

“It's not a question of can or can't. There are some things in life you just do.”
― Lightning Claire Farron FF13

“SOWING LIGHTNING

Seize
Bolts of lightning from the sky
And plant them in fields of life.

They will grow like tender sprouts of fire.
Charge somber thoughts
With unexpected flash,
You, my lightning in the soil!”
― Visar Zhiti, The Condemned Apple: Selected Poetry

“Go ahead, God, you fat, filthy motherfucker, lightning-bolt my ass into oblivion if you're so tough!”
― Jeri Smith-Ready, Requiem for the Devil

“The forest has shrunk
And fear has expanded,
The forests have dwindled,
There are less animals now,
less courage and less lightning,
less beauty
and the moon lies bare,
deflowered by force and
then abandoned.”
― Visar Zhiti, The Condemned Apple: Selected Poetry

“Struck by lightning! Struck by lightning!”
― J.R.R. Tolkien

“It is lightning that strikes, not thunder.”
― Matshona Dhliwayo

“I lean against my sister's shoulder. "I thought lightning wasn't supposed to strike in the same place twice."

"Sure it does," Izzy tells me. "But only if you're too dumb to move.”
― Jodi Picoult, My Sister’s Keeper

“This is a story of eternal love, which is born among the ices but which is soon mixed with dreams of death and of a new dawn.

The first heroes were those who surrendered themselves to the holocaust of love.

As they died, they caught a last glimpse of the City of Dawn and felt for the last time the milky lightning of the moon.”
― Miguel Serrano, The Visits of the Queen of Sheba

“ومـيـض
بينما كان الظلام يسود عالمي .. ليل.. طريق مظلم.. إذا بوميض باهر يكاد يصيبني بالعمى .. إحتارت ظنونى عن ماهية هذا الوميض أهو نجم هبط من السماء؟ أم ملاك حارس جاء لإغاثتي . تبين لى بالأدلة الدامغة .. من موقع الحدث .. أنها الكشافات الأمامية لسيارة قلب أحدهم تنبهني أنها على وشك الاصطدام .”
― آيه فوزي