In a real dark night of the soul, it is always three o'clock in the morning, day after day. F. Scott Fitzgerald
    But darkness comforts after color’s crushing power, it's saturation the equivalent of the excruciating despair of three o’clock in the afternoon when beauty and light have exhausted you. Only the grey of rain can bring relief, or a freshly whitewashed wall offer rest, after which color again becomes reason enough to live another day.