Time for the weather report. It's cold out folks. Bonecrushing cold. The kind of cold which will wrench the spirit out of a young man, or forge it into steel.
Weather forecast for tonight: dark. Continued dark overnight, with widely scattered light by morning.
Isn't it interesting that the same people who laugh at science fiction listen to weather forecasts and economists?
When all is said and done, the weather and love are the two elements about which one can never be sure.
No matter how rich you become, how famous or powerful, when you die the size of your funeral will still pretty much depend on the weather.
Don't knock the weather. If it didn't change once in a while, nine out of ten people couldn't start a conversation.