Heavy

Why so glum? I don't know.

They got sullen and suspicious.

When the day is grey and ordinary

It's such a...

By the shades of night, may he go blind, turn his hair white.

Don't look so glum, Albert.

It was deadly at Zabel's, stifling.

A public place so dismal that the winos don't even want to go there.

There's gloom in the air you could cut with a knife.

Today is a cloudy day.

A culture of silence, particularly on FGM, still hampers advocacy efforts.

The weather turned bad.

Is it overcast or not?

cast thy nighted colour off, and let thine eye look like a friend on Denmark.

The sun's a little pale today and the water's gray instead of its usual blue.

That there's no such thing as Silent Sunday. We're the victims of a fiendish plot.

All of a sudden the sky became overcast.

it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair,

My Government does not subscribe to conspiracy theories, but it is acutely aware of the ease with which we can all fall victim to the conspiracy of silence and the conspiracy of neglect.

But the shade and reflection of everything around... the sky, the earth, the water, give them more than their own color.

My God, how time passes.

We're going to have a cold, hard winter.

and, It's cloudy over Palermo. Things like that.

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CA It was. AB And it was cloudy.

Dark, low ceilings, with hanging oil lamps?

She remained silent all day.

But once back in the emptiness and silence of the house,

To expostulate what majesty should be, what duty is, why day is day, night night and time is time, were nothing but to waste night, day and time.

I ain't paying you pitch players to sit in the shade all day and claim low.

I was feeling blue all day.

Seems like I spend all my time these days thinkin' how it used to be...

The eternal silence of these infinite spaces terrifies me.

35. The weight of the past is apparent above all in popular culture and certain behaviour by the élites.

No, that's sky. That's sky.

There's also a weather goddess who controls a random stock market and random weather.

So, why is it blue on cloudy days? Ah, see.

You've got a sewer for a mind. Someday you're gonna fall in.

The sky today is the bluest that I've ever seen it.

And I kind of ruminated on that for a couple of days.

Looking at your vagina, she said, is a full day's work.

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Sky

Sky