“Loud roared the dreadful thunder,
The rain a deluge showers.”
Andrew Cherry (1762–1812) irish writer
The Bay of Biscay (lyrics, c. 1805), reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
She Stoops to Conquer (1771), Act II
“Loud roared the dreadful thunder,
The rain a deluge showers.”
Andrew Cherry (1762–1812) irish writer
The Bay of Biscay (lyrics, c. 1805), reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
Van Morrison (1945) Northern Irish singer-songwriter and musician
Wild Night
Song lyrics, Tupelo Honey (1971)
“Okay, that thing is gone. I think, I hope—" [ROAR-ing noise] "NO, IT'S NOT! AHHHHH!”
Markiplier (1989) American YouTuber and Internet personality
Video game commentary, Terrorift (Oculus Rift) (February 12, 2014) <br class="br">Source: WARNING: EXTREMELY SCARY Terrorift, Markiplier, wikipedia:Markiplier, February 12, 2014, YouTube https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L40Z7sd3nwI,
“And what of home — how goes it, boys,
While we die here in stench and noise?”
Robert Graves (1895–1985) English poet and novelist
"Country At War"
Country Sentiment (1920)
Cyril Connolly book The Unquiet Grave
Part III: La Clé des Chants (p.103)
The Unquiet Grave (1944)
Context: There is no hate without fear. Hate is crystallized fear, fear's dividend, fear objectivized. We hate what we fear and so where hate is, fear will be lurking. Thus we hate what threatens our person, our liberty, our privacy, our income, our popularity, our vanity and our dreams and plans for ourselves. If we can isolate this element in what we hate we may be able to cease from hating. Analyse in this way the hatred of ideas or of the kind of people whom we have once loved and whose faces are preserved in Spirits of Anger. Hate is the consequence of fear; we fear something before we hate; a child who fears noises becomes the man who hates them.
“In this world where selfishness and violence make noise, we value love.”
Prevale (1983) Italian DJ and producer
Original: (it) In questo mondo dove egoismo e violenza fanno rumore, diamo valore all'amore.
Source: prevale.net
Samuel Johnson (1709–1784) English writer
Letter http://books.google.com/books?id=yEA_AQAAMAAJ&q=%22small+debts+are+like+small+shot+they+are+rattling+on+every+side+and+can+scarcely+be+escaped+without+a+wound+great+debts+are+like+cannon+of+loud+noise+but+little+danger%22&pg=PA189#v=onepage to Joseph Simpson, circa 1759 <br class="br">Life of Samuel Johnson (1791), Vol I