I hate using the word 'dark' for things that are negative.
The day is dark and cold and dreary; it rains, and the wind is never weary.
I like guitar sounds to be a little somber.
I would never say, 'Ooh, let's do something really dark.'
In this book, not only is there no happy ending, there is no happy beginning and very few happy things in the middle.
Sorry-in-the-Vale, Sorriest River, Crying Pools," said Jared. "Is the quarry called Really Depressed Quarry?
They are quite hopeless - drooling, driveling, doleful, depressing, dropsical drips.
The heavy rain beat down the tender branches of vine and jessamine, and trampled on them in its fury; and when the lightning gleamed, it showed the tearful leaves shivering and cowering together at the window, and tapping at it urgently, as if beseeching to be sheltered from the dismal night.
People tell me I look mournful. They say, 'Cheer up, Dan, it's not that bad!' Sometimes I just look into space, which freaks people out. If I was ever required to do anything other than look haunted, I could. I'm a happy person.
The Bronx always seemed very dreary to me.
Come, then," returned the nephew gaily. "What right have you to be dismal? What reason have you to be morose? You're rich enough.
