“Let the sky rain potatoes," said a musing voice. "Let it thunder to the tune of Greensleeves.”
“Valentine WeatherKiss me with rain on your eyelashes,come on, let us sway together,under the trees, and to hell with thunder.”
“Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.”
“Did you ever see anybody so disgusting: said lightning to thunder, "never," growled thunder, "let's give him the works.”
“Then a little voice in him said, Let go, let go, let go”
“And when the storm comes, and the mighty wind shakes the forest, and thunder and lightning proclaim the majesty of the sky, – then let your heart say in awe, “God moves in passion.”