As a journalist, I have spent years reporting on often difficult and depressing conflicts, on poverty, and the inhuman way we sometimes treat each other.
It’s kind of depressing to make a lot of records and not get the kind of response they deserve.
Although it’s depressing to admit this, more than a handful of post-‘Donnie Brasco’ Al Pacino roles would have been better served by Steve Buscemi.
The competitive nature of most mums and dads is astounding. The fear they instil in our promising but sensitive Johnny is utterly depressing. We need a parental cultural revolution.
I find myself going out less and less. When you’re 22 and see older people start to do that, it’s depressing, but once you hit 30, you think, ‘Wow, I’ve been working all week – it might be really nice to stay in!’
One of the depressing things one realizes as one gets older is how much of one’s tastes and attitudes are simply products of economic circumstance at the time.
If I do something that depresses, it’s not because I’m depressed, but because political life and history is depressing.
With eating well, there’s a perception that it’s depressing. People think they’re just going to meditate and eat kale.
I’ve had various people close to me die, and I don’t necessarily find the idea of death purely depressing.
In my experience, staying in a marriage that my ex and I both agreed had all its best moments behind it was epically depressing.
We’ve got tremendous dumping of steel into our country and aluminum into our country – all manner of products being sold in our country at below cost, stealing American jobs or depressing wages.
You can either look at things in a brutal, truthful way that’s depressing, or you can screw around and have fun.
