Marriage may often be a stormy lake but celibacy is almost always a muddy horse pond.

The dogmas of the quiet past are inadequate to the stormy present. The occasion is piled high with difficulty and we must rise with the occasion. As our case is new so we must think anew and act anew.

My soul is dark with stormy riot: directly traced over to diet.

Under this window in stormy weather I marry this man and woman together Let none but Him who rules the thunder Put this man and woman asunder.