So the storm passed and every one was happy.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
In retrospect there were failures enough to go around. There were failures before the storm and failures after the storm.
After a storm comes a calm.
We all have life storms, and when we get the rough times and we recover from them, we should celebrate that we got through it. No matter how bad it may seem, there's always something beautiful that you can find.
After every storm the sun will smile; for every problem there is a solution, and the soul's indefeasible duty is to be of good cheer.
And all the winds go sighing, for sweet things dying.
The more violent the storm, the quicker it passes.
It is only in sorrow bad weather masters us; in joy we face the storm and defy it.
It was a time when only the dead smiled, happy in their peace.
Seeing that our thirst was increasing and the water was killing us, while the storm did not abate, we agreed to trust to God, Our Lord, and rather risk the perils of the sea than wait there for certain death from thirst.
It was as if all of the happiness, all of the magic of this blissful hour had flowed together into these stirring, bittersweet tones and flowed away, becoming temporal and transitory once more.