Singing Gloom Quote by James Joyce

“He pulled the door closed and the wind became just the slightest rush of air against the rolled-up windows. There was suddenly a pleasant…

— Alice McDermott

“i look at the sky, it lokks back at me i can't hear the silent melodies i know that i'm here yet i am…

— HLOVATE

“A strong wind sang sadly as it bent the trees in front of the Hall. A half moon shone through the dark, flying clouds…

— Arthur Conan Doyle

“Dawn filled the sky with roses. In the crystal-clear air the last song of the nightingale dies. The smell of the wine weakens. This…

— Omar Khayyám

“I saw myself, sharply, as a wanderer, an adventurer, rocking through the world, unanchored. [...] The wind of my life was blowing me away.…

— James Baldwin

“A mischievous breeze entered the front window and danced merrily around the room, teasing the scrolls and dusty old tomes before leaping out the…

— W.D. Newman

“I clung to him while, overhead, the clouds burst forth a final brilliant streak of golden red, as if the gates of heaven themselves…

— Susanna Kearsley

“It came with the wind through the silence of the night, a long, deep mutter, then a rising howl, and then the sad moan…

— Sir Arthur Conan Doyle

“You are out of the world’s chatter, its corridor echoes, its muttering. Walking: it hits you at first like an immense breathing in the…

— Frédéric Gros

“Leaves in the light of red flames; the wind laughs out of golden clouds.”

— sir kristian goldmund aumann

“It is vey difficult to draw away from the face of God—it is like a warm fire, it is like dear sleep, it is…

— Lord Dunsany

“Why must I hear, in summer evenings fine, A thousand happier birds in merry choirs? And I, poor lonely I, in grief repine, Caged…

— Jane Taylor