"A mostly sunny day, to some, can look a lot like partly gray."

The old grey donkey, Eeyore
stood by himself in a
thistly corner of the Forest,
his front feet well apart,
his head on one side,
and thought about things.
Sometimes he thought sadly to himself,
"Why?" and sometimes he thought,
"Wherefore?" and sometimes he thought,
"Inasmuch as which?"
and sometimes he didn't quite know
what he was thinking about.
- by A. A. Milne