A Quote by Yann Martel

Gloom is but a shadow of a cloud passing by — © Yann Martel
Gloom is but a shadow of a cloud passing by
Life is so beautiful that death has fallen in love with it, a jealous, possessive love that grabs at what it can. But life leaps over oblivion lightly, losing only a thing or two of no importance, and gloom is but the passing shadow of a cloud.
The seed of mortals broods o'er passing things, and hath nought surer than the smoke-cloud's shadow.
My children, as long as you live, the shadow of the Hiss Case will brush you. In every pair of eyes that rests on you, you will see pass, like a cloud passing behind a woods in winter, the memory of your father - dissembled in friendly eyes, lurking in unfriendly eyes.
The gloom of Covid-19 has cast a shadow on the charm of Diwali.
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There, peeping among the cloud-wrack above a dark tower high up in the mountains, Sam saw a white star twinkle for a while. The beauty of it smote his heart, as he looked up out of the forsaken land, and hope returned to him. For like a shaft, clear and cold, the thought pierced him that in the end the Shadow was only a small and passing thing: there was light and high beauty for ever beyond its reach.
I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be shadow, the million moving shapes and cul-de-sacs of shadow. There was shadow in bureau drawers and closets and suitcases, and shadow under houses and trees and stones, and shadow at the back of people's eyes and smiles, and shadow, miles and miles and miles of it, on the night side of the earth.
You must not mistake passing local cloud cover, for general darkness.
The gloom of the world is but a shadow; behind it, yet within our reach, is joy. Take joy.
Then fell upon the house a sudden gloom, a shadow on those features fair and thin. And softly, from the hushed and darkened room, two angels issued, where but one went in.
I'm on cloud nine.. i wouldn't even say cloud nine... more like cloud ten... cloud nine was old news.
The gloom of the world is but a shadow. Behind it, yet within our reach is joy. There is radiance and glory in the darkness could we but see - and to see we have only to look.
There is a time, when passing through a light, that you walk in your own shadow.
I'm not a walking extra in a Chekhov play; I'm no Slavic gloom or Irish gloom.
And then comes unhappiness, and one does not become unhappy either. One says, 'A black cloud passing. I am the witness, the watcher.'
The cloud services companies of all sizes; the cloud is for everyone. The cloud is a democracy.
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