If we were logical, the future would be bleak, indeed.
But we are more than logical. We are human beings, and we have faith, and we have hope, and we can work.
Rebellion without truth is like spring in a bleak, arid desert.
Bleak House is just the most astounding piece of work. There's huge, visionary poetry in it.
In the bleak midwinterFrosty wind made moan,Earth stood hard as iron,Water like a stone;Snow had fallen, snow on snow,Snow on snow,In the bleak midwinter,Long ago.
Your attitude is like a box of crayons that color your world.
Constantly color your picture gray, and your picture will always be bleak. Try adding some bright colors to the picture by including humor, and your picture begins to lighten up.
The world men inhabit is rather bleak.
It is a world full of doubt and confusion, where vulnerability must be hidden, not shared; where competition, not co-operation, is the order of the day; where men sacrifice the possibility of knowing their own children and sharing in their upbringing, for the sake of a job they may have chosen by chance, which may not suit them and which in many cases dominates their lives to the exclusion of much else.
We live in a pretty bleak time. I feel that in the air. Everything is uncertain. Everything feels like its on the precipice of some major transformation, whether we like it or not.
The outlook for the Federal budget is bleak.
Family life was wonderful. The streets were bleak. The playgrounds were bleak. But home was always warm. My mother and father had a great relationship. I always felt 'safe' there.
He told me I didn't understand, that we were from the bleak industrial wastes of North England, or something, and that we didn't understand the Internet. I told him Fall fans invented the Internet. They were on there in 1982.
It's a tough job to tell a story when the audience already knows the ending, and the ending is bleak.
Until I started doing standup, there were some very bleak days.
Life was very simple. My parents had come from the North of England, which is a fairly rugged, bleak, hard-working part of England, and so there was not the expectation of luxury.
I think that I'm serious, but I don't think that I'm inordinately bleak.