A Quote by John Donne

And to 'scape stormy days, I choose an everlasting night. — © John Donne
And to 'scape stormy days, I choose an everlasting night.
I got so good at writing to a budget, my brain was restricting myself. I'd write, "It's a stormy night." Then I'd cross out stormy. I'd write: "It's a calm night." Then I'd cross out night. It's noon. Because you know how much night costs. You know how much rain costs. Nothing comes free in movies.
There are rainy days in autumn and stormy days in winter when the rocking chair in front of the fire simply demands an accompanying book.
Regarding my attire, I choose whatever I feel is most flattering at the time. That can be jeans dressed up to a nice dinner or a dress at home for a casual night. In other words, thin days and chubby days are what determines what I wear.
It was a dark and stormy night.
It was a dark and stormy night. - Snoopy
Like God, Christmas is timeless and eternal, from everlasting to everlasting. It is something even more than what happened that night in starlit little Bethlehem; it has been behind the stars forever. There was Christmas in the heart of God before the world was formed.
If he was winter, I was summer. If I was sunshine, he was night. A dark and stormy one.
Now, writing every day, and being paid for it and encouraged to do it, it was as if, in the midst of the clich?d dark and stormy night, I found the magical inn, its windows golden lit, and Summer was due to start tomorrow. I can only work at one thing well. Deprive me of that, and my "back-up plan," even now, will be the empty, stormy, darkened heath -- where, incidentally, even unpublished, somehow I'll still be writing.
I've seen your stormy seas and stormy women, And pity lovers rather more than seamen.
All commandments that I give must be obeyed unless they are revoked by me or by my authority and how can I revoke an everlasting covenant for I the Lord am everlasting and my everlasting covenants cannot be abrogated nor done away with but stand forever.
A woman friend! He that believes that weakness, Steers in a stormy night without a compass.
Stormy or sunny days, glorious or lonely nights, I maintain an attitude of gratitude.
No one is in charge of this process, this is what makes history so interesting, it's a runaway freight train on a dark and stormy night.
Our minds are a lot like the sea...you wake up some days and its rough and stormy.
Sunny days give us happiness; stormy days give us wisdom.
It was a dark and stormy night. Suddenly a scream pierced the air'. . . . Good writing takes enormous concentration.
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