A dingily bilious sun was seeping through a tent of black…

“A dingily bilious sun was seeping through a tent of black clouds. Passersby, spitefully elbowing elbows, were rushing along the pavement. People thronging the…

— Sigizmund Krzhizhanovsky

“I might wake up when the rain starts or stops, when it shifts direction or rolls alongside the house like a tumbleweed, and if…

— Dee Williams

Large, heavy, ragged black clouds hung like crape hammocks beneath the starry cope of the night. You would have said that they were the…

— Victor Hugo

“Grim evening at Gabès (windy, black clouds, hideous bungalows, “folklore” performance in the Hotel Chems bar): I can no longer take refuge in my…

— Roland Barthes

“Well, clearly someone you trust isn’t really someone you should be trusting,” she said without thinking, and regretted it when Terrible glanced at her.…

— Stacia Kane

The spring rains woke the dormant tillers, and bright green shoots sprang from the moist earth and rose like sleepers stretching after a long…

— Rick Yancey

Behind every dark cloud there is an every-shining sun. Just wait. In time, the cloud will pass.

— Marianne Williamson

“Our baby was two months old on that warm September evening when the skies turned a disturbing shade of pink. I knew the color…

— Ree Drummond

That afternoon the sky was scattered with black clouds galloping in from the sea and clustering over the city. Flashes of lightening echoed on…

— Carlos Ruiz Zafon

When you are losing it can seem like there is a black cloud following you around, but like they say there is a silver…

— Mario Andretti

Patience. I colored patience gray, hung over with black clouds. I colored hope yellow, just like the sun we could see for a few…

— Anonymous

Many demons are in woods, in waters, in wildernesses, and in dark poolly places ready to hurt and prejudice people; some are also in…

— Martin Luther

“Storm sky in August. Gusts of hot wind. Black clouds. Yet in the East is a delicate, transparent band of blue sky. Impossible to…

— Albert Camus

“The black clouds are ghosts and witnesses of the war.”

— sir kristian goldmund aumann

“I ask you to come down to earth," said the Baron in a calm, rather faint voice, "and to take up the duties of…

— Italo Calvino