It always is wretched weather according to us. The weather is like the government — always in the wrong. In summer-time we say it is stifling; in winter that it is killing; in spring and autumn we find fault with it for being neither one thing nor the other and wish it would make up its mind... We shall never be content until each man makes his own weather and keeps it to himself.

"On the Weather". - Idle Thoughts of an Idle Fellow (1886)