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• I like autumn. The drama of it; the golden lion roaring through the back door of the year, shaking its mane of leaves. A dangerous time; of violent rages and deceptive calm, of fireworks in the pockets and conkers in the fist.

  Joanne Harris

  Drama, Autumn, Doors

  Joanne Harris (2005). “Gentlemen and players”, Doubleday UK

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• You can drive out nature with a pitch fork
  But it always comes roaring back again.

  Tom Waits

  Forks, Back Again

  Song: Misery Is the River of the World, Album: Blood Money, 2002

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• All Nature's wildness tells the same story: the shocks and outbursts of earthquakes, volcanoes, geysers, roaring, thundering waves and floods, the silent uprush of sap in plants, storms of every sort, each and all, are the orderly, beauty-making love-beats of Nature's heart.

  John Muir

  Heart, Volcanoes, Earthquakes

  John Muir, Peter Browning (1988). “John Muir, in His Own Words: A Book of Quotations”, p.66, Great West Books

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• Like a fierce wind roaring high up in the bare branches of trees, a wave of passion came over me, aimless but surging . . . I suppose it's lust, but it's awful and holy like thunder and lightning and the wind.

  Marion Milner

  Passion, Wind, Tree

  Marion Milner (2011). “A Life of One's Own”, p.20, Taylor & Francis

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• What good is truth, at midnight, in the dark, when the wind is roaring like a bear in the chimney?

  Diane Setterfield

  Dark, Wind, Midnight

  Diane Setterfield (2007). “The Thirteenth Tale: A Novel”, p.5, Simon and Schuster

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• I can't believe that Hillary Clinton wants the world to think that whenever she gets into political trouble, she's going to have her husband come roaring about, breaking furniture, sucking up oxygen, spewing carbon dioxide. My impression is that she's strong enough to defend herself - she certainly showed that in the recent Democratic debate. But apparently she's not strong enough to control Mr. Bill. And if that's the case, any sane voter would have to think twice before enabling this sort of circus act in the White House.

  Joe Klein

  Strong, Husband, Believe

  "Klein: A 'circus act in the White House'?" by Ben Smith, www.politico.com. January 24, 2008.

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• It was the voice of mad seas, roaring immense,/ That shattered your infant breast, too soft, too human.

  Arthur Rimbaud

  Sea, Voice, Mad

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• And what does the rain say at night in a small town, what does the rain have to say? Who walks beneath dripping melancholy branches listening to the rain? Who is there in the rain’s million-needled blurring splash, listening to the grave music of the rain at night, September rain, September rain, so dark and soft? Who is there listening to steady level roaring rain all around, brooding and listening and waiting, in the rain-washed, rain-twinkled dark of night?

  Jack Kerouac

  Rain, Dark, Night

  Jack Kerouac (1959). “The Town and the City”

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• If I don't die by Thursday, I'll be roaring Friday night.

  Jimmy Buffett

  Friday, Work, Night

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• That's what we should do, Hazel Grace: We should team up and be this disabled vigilante duo roaring through the world, righting wrongs, defending the weak, protecting the endangered.

  John Green

  Team, Grace, Duos

  John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.115, Penguin

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• Break the skin of civilization and you find the ape, roaring and red-handed.

  Robert E. Howard

  Civilization, Skins, Red

  Letter to Harold Preece, c. January or February 1928.

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• There was a roaring in my ears and I lost track of what they were saying. I believe it was the physical manifestation of unbearable grief.

  Barbara Kingsolver

  Grief, Believe, Track

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• Even as we slog through the trials, persecutions, irritations, temptations, distractions, apathy, and just plain weariness of this world, the gospel points us to heaven where our King Jesus — the Lamb of God who was crucified in our place and raised gloriously from the dead — now sits interceding for us. Not only so, but it calls us forward to that final day when heaven will be filled with the roaring noise of millions upon millions of forgiven voices hailing him as crucified Savior and risen King.

  Greg Gilbert

  Jesus, Kings, Irritation

  Greg Gilbert, D. A. Carson (2010). “What Is the Gospel?”, p.71, Crossway

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• In spite of the roaring of the young lions at the Union, and the screaming of the rabbits in the home of the vivisect, in spite of Keble College, and the tramways, and the sporting prints, Oxford still remains the most beautiful thing in England, and nowhere else are life and art so exquisitely blended, so perfectly made one.

  Oscar Wilde

  Beautiful, Art, Home

  Oscar Wilde (2014). “A Critic in Pall Mall: Being Extracts from Reviews and Miscellanies”, p.15, Simon and Schuster

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• Innovations, free thinking is blowing like a storm; those that stand in front of it, ignorant scholars like you, false scientists, perverse conservatives, obstinate goats, resisting mules are being crushed under the weight of these innovations. You are nothing but ants standing in front of the giants; nothing but chicks trying to challenge roaring volcanoes!

  Mehmet Murat Ildan

  Ignorance, Science, Thinking

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• A man can gasp out his life beside you-and you feel none of it. Pity, Sympathy, sure-but you don't feel the pain. Your belly is whole and that's what counts. A half-yard away someone's world is snuffled out in roaring agony-and you feel nothing. That's the misery of the world.

  Erich Maria Remarque

  Pain, Men, Agony

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• Far over the Misty Mountains cold, To dungeons deep and caverns old, We must away, ere break of day, To seek our pale enchanted gold. The dwarves of yore made mighty spells, While hammers fell like ringing bells, In places deep, where dark things sleep, In hollow halls beneath the fells. The pines were roaring on the heights, The wind was moaning in the night, The fire was red, it flaming spread, The trees like torches blazed with light.

  J. R. R. Tolkien

  Sleep, Dark, Night

  J. R. R. Tolkien, “Over The Misty Mountains Cold”

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• And so the Word had breath, and wrought With human hands the creed of creeds In loveliness of perfect deeds, More strong than all poetic thoughts; Which he may read that binds the sheaf, Or builds the house, or digs the grave, And those wild eyes that watch the waves In roarings round the coral reef.

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  Strong, Eye, Hands

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2014). “Alfred, Lord Tennyson: Selected Poetry: A Broadview Anthology of British Literature Edition”, p.122, Broadview Press

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• 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

  Mistake, Suffering, Wish

  John Green (2012). “The Fault in Our Stars”, p.139, Penguin UK

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• You should not use your fireplace, because scientists now believe that, contrary to popular opinion, fireplaces actually remove heat from houses. Really, that's what scientists believe. In fact many scientists actually use their fireplaces to cool their houses in the summer. If you visit a scientist's house on a sultry August day, you'll find a cheerful fire roaring on the hearth and the scientist sitting nearby, remarking on how cool he is and drinking heavily.

  Dave Barry

  Summer, Humorous, Drinking

  Dave Barry (2001). “All the Dave Barry you could ever want: four classic books in one from America's foremost humorist”

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• "Ay," said the Captain, reverentially; "it's a almighty element. There's wonders in the deep, my pretty. Think on it when the winds is roaring and the waves is rowling. Think on it when the stormy nights is so pitch dark," said the Captain, solemnly holding up his hook, "as you can't see your hand afore you, excepting when the wiwid lightning reweals the same; and when you drive, drive, drive through the storm and dark, as if you was a driving, head on, to the world without end."

  Charles Dickens

  Dark, Thinking, Night

  Charles Dickens (1872). “The Works of Charles Dickens”, p.280

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• The sun is roaring, it fills to bursting each crystal of snow. I flush with feeling, moved beyond my comprehension, and once again, the warm tears freeze upon my face. These rocks and mountains, all this matter, the snow itself, the air- the earth is ringing. All is moving, full of power, full of light.

  Peter Matthiessen

  Moving, Light, Rocks

  Peter Matthiessen (2008). “The Snow Leopard”, p.198, Penguin

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• I stood on a tower in the wet, And New Year and Old Year met, And winds were roaring and blowing: And I said, "O years, that meet in tears, Have ye aught that is worth the knowing? Science enough and exploring, Wanderers coming and going, Matter enough for deploring, But aught that is worth the knowing?

  Alfred Lord Tennyson

  New Year, Years, Old Year

  Alfred, Lord Tennyson (2013). “Delphi Complete Works of Alfred, Lord Tennyson (Illustrated)”, p.584, Delphi Classics

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• What we want most is to be held...and told..that everything (everything is a funny thing, is baby milk and papa's eyes, is roaring logs on a cold morning, is hoot owls and the boy who makes you cry after school, is mama's long hair, is being afraid and twisted faces on the bedroom wall)...is going to be alright.

  Truman Capote

  Baby, Morning, Wall

  Truman Capote, M. Thomas Inge (1987). “Truman Capote: Conversations”, p.6, Univ. Press of Mississippi

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• When you are in the middle of a story it isn't a story at all, but only a confusion; a dark roaring, a blindness, a wreckage of shattered glass and splintered wood; like a house in a whirlwind, or else a boat crushed by the icebergs or swept over the rapids, and all aboard powerless to stop it. It's only afterwards that it becomes anything like a story at all. When you are telling it, to yourself or to someone else.

  Margaret Atwood

  Dark, Glasses, Confusion

  "Alias Grace". Book by Margaret Atwood, www.nytimes.com. September 1996.

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