The day broke grey and dull.
Of Human Bondage, W. Somerset Maugham
It’s a great opening line, and it sets the mood for the book, even to the contrasting last line:
‘Cabs and omnibuses hurried to and fro, and crowds passed, hastening in every direction, and the sun was shining.’,
a line which I assume is supposed to fill the reader with optimism. I closed this book with a groan, my mood still grey and dull.