Quotes About Grim

I thought of the many people who had said to me, 'You're young; you've got plenty of time to recover.' This seemed the coldest comfort, the grimmest fact of all.

An unfortunate affair of the heart! He smiled grimly, dipping his pen. Perhaps Hal had a greater sensitivity than he'd thought, in so describing it. But then, all his affairs had been unfortunate, since Hector's death at Culloden. With the thought of Culloden, the thought of Fraser came back to him; something he had been avoiding all day.

The generations stare at each other grimly, they speak only to misunderstand each other, to trade blame for growing up unhappy and dying disappointed.

Death had no lips, but it was smiling

Your face looked like something Death brought with him in his suitcase.

of how amidst near-utter chaos a few men sought the coolness of contemplation, the utter calm that precedes not philosophizing but grim, determined action.

It was a grim farm and a grim house, unloved and unloving. It was no home, no place to long for ot to come back to.

For Hell and the foul fiend that rules God's everlasting fiery jails (Devised by rogues, dreaded by fools), With his grim, grisly dog that keeps the door, Are senseless stories, idle tales, Dreams, whimseys, and no more.

I whispered, "And here I was thinking of running off with him." A grim smile touched Grant's mouth. "You could try. But then I'd have to drag you back.

He gave a grim meaning to this threat by killing three of his Sikh opponents in one week.

I can't see the future, but it's grim. The depletion of resources - we're living in this dine-and-dash economy.

Dark humor might have offended some on the other side of the blue line, but it was how cops coped with very grim realities.

Near a large inn, the 'Roter Krug,' stood a barn and to each of its two doors a naked woman was nailed through the hands, in a crucified posture.

I could do with a little more fun and a bit less being precious. It isn't all fun, being a princess. In fact, a lot of it is pretty grim.

The man cupped his hand in front of his lips, speaking to me out of the side of his mouth, so no one would hear – he told me that he enjoyed watching people die.

Public discourse has been polluted now for decades by corporate-funded disinformation - not just with climate change but with a host of health, environmental and societal threats. The implications for the planet are grim.

The arrival in Paris, as grim as ever. The leprous façades of the Pont Cardinet flats, behind which one invariably imagines retired folk agonizing alongside their cat Poucette which is eating up half their pension with its Friskies. Those weird metal structures that indecently mount each other to form a grid of overhead wires. And the inevitable advertising hoardings flashing by, gaudy and repellent. 'A gay and changing spectacle on the walls.' Bullshit. Pure fucking bullshit.

Let's face it: the world is twisted. And rotten.

It's so unreal and beastly.' 'Murder is beastly. Unfortunately it's not unreal.

Even the rickshaw coolie, given, to be on the safe side, double his normal fee, takes the money in grim silence and immediately looks away. It is most uncomfortable to feel oneself as an object of this universal detestation , a mere foreign-devil in fact.

Not a movie to take your children to, nothing to show your ma: the little gougings, the wreck of the way they lived.