“It was a dark and stormy night; the rain fell in torrents, except at occasional
intervals, when it was checked by a violent gust of wind which swept up the
streets (for it is in London that our scene lies), rattling along the
house-tops, and fiercely agitating the scanty flame of the lamps that struggled
against the darkness.”
In all seriousness, be careful out there tonight. As I watch the storm hit my office window I could not help but think of Edward Bulwer-Lytton’s Paul Clifford.
Regardless of your opinion on the quality of this sentence (I happen to like it), may I suggest the entire novel
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