Life would be full of dreariness, if people don't…

The world needs more than just itself. Amid the dreariness, people do not need a distraction that will in the end become dreary itself;…

— Pope Benedict XVI

My days – the blossom of my youth and the flower of my manhood – have been darkened by the dreariness of servitude. In…

— Daniel O'Connell

I despair of the Republic! Such dreariness, such whining sallow women, such utter absence of the amenities, such crass food, crass manners, crass landscape!!…

— Edith Wharton

There was an iciness, a sinking, a sickening of the heart - an unredeemed dreariness of thought which no goading of the imagination could…

— Edgar Allan Poe

I despair of the Republic! Such dreariness, such whiningsallow women, such utter absence of the amenities, suchcrass food, crass manners, crass landscape!!... What a…

— Anonymous

My spirits infallibly rise in proportion to the outward dreariness. Give me the ocean, the desert, or the wilderness!

— Henry David Thoreau

“Madness is too glamorous a term to convey what happens to most people who are losing their minds. That word is too exciting,too literary,…

— Elizabeth Wurtzel

“Out of the dreariness Into its cheeriness Come we in weariness, Home.”

— Stephen Chalmers

“When you are unemployed, weekends are seven days long.”

— Mokokoma Mokhonoana

It would be mockery to call such dreariness heaven at all.

— Edgar Allan Poe

“Madness is too glamorous a term to convey what happens to most people who are losing their minds. That word is too exciting, too…

— Elizabeth Wurtzel

“Winter, then spring, summer, and soon autumn. All seasons are one, ice-cold, featureless, a hell of dreariness.”

— Daniel Arsand

One of the strongest motives that lead men to art and science is escape from everyday life with it's painful crudity and hopeless dreariness

— Albert Einstein

“He felt alone, prey to the tedium, to the dreariness of time, especially at the approach of twilight which, during those late-autumn days, came…

— Georges Rodenbach

“She fancied herself superiour to her surroundings: surely there were higher things to live for. Yet the ugliness of this room was but a…

— Helen Dawes Brown