Blue. My God! I'm so blue that if I were a dog, I'd sit on my haunches and howl and howl and howl...
I am profoundly in the D's - discouraged, depressed, disheartened, disgusted.
Didacticism is the death of art.
Every new fad or fashion at once has its denouncers from the pulpit, platform, professor's chair.
The rainbow is elusive, and its colors but the illumination of tears.
Picturesqueness is a lost art. We may expect at anytime to hear that a collar ad is blazing its electric lights atop of the largest pyramid.