“Rain in the daytime! Christ and Wei, how strange! And how inconvenient! But there was something pleasing about it too. Something natural.”
The ending paragraph of Ira Levin’s This Perfect Day, a dystopian, Orwellian tale of a worker-bee individual who wakes up and fights back against the totalitarian supercomputer that controls everything in the world, including the weather. If you’re writing a book of this sort, this is exactly the sort of kiddie-metaphor image you shouldn’t end it with.