Dorothy ParkerThey sicken of the calm who know the storm.
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It’s true that the calm can be just as dangerous as the storm. If you know what’s coming and what it means, then you’re better prepared to deal with it. You won’t be caught surprised and unprepared. It’s a good thing to be prepared for the storm and the calm, because both can be equally destructive. But if you know what’s coming and you can prepare, then you can make sure that when the storm hits you won’t be taken by surprise.
Source: Sunset Gun: Poems
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