“Dawn crept over the Downs like a sinister white animal, followed by the snarling cries of a wind eating its way between the black boughs of the thorns. The wind was the furious voice of this sluggish animal light that was baring the dormers and mullions and scullions of Cold Comfort Farm.” WayLightBlackVoiceWhiteAnimalCryWindColdComfortEatingDawnFarmsThornsFuriousSinisterSluggishSnarlingCold Comfort Farm Book:Cold comfort farm Source: Cold comfort farm
“I found my personal style in black humor and mixing funny things with very touching ones - like trying to force people to cry and smile almost at the same moment.” PeopleTryingMomentsFoundForceBlackStyleCryTouchingFunny ThingsMixingPersonal StyleBlack Humor Author:Malgorzata Szumowska