Sentence examples for cold and desolate from inspiring English sources

That place was cold and desolate, the very sound of the word – Auschwitz – seeming to contain a bitter frost.

Here live the Oji-Cree, a people, numbering about thirty thousand, who inhabit a cold and desolate land roughly the size of Germany.

But tonight it was dark, cold and desolate; the city tunnels were rancid and dripping, and Kier and I began to wonder if there really could be anything going on here, particularly when the only person around was a desperate Pakistani who jumped out of a doorway and sold us a laser pen and glasses that lit up.

"No matter how you come across Asia, sooner or later you're going to hit mountains". A tangle of the world's highest mountains ("They're still growing! Everest has grown in my lifetime!") crisscrosses an arid swath of deserts, some of which can be as cold and desolate as others are hot and barren.

But in this cold and desolate landscape of sagebrush and wide-open spaces, the militiamen aren't really standing off with anybody.

Strolling back down the cold and desolate Main Street, while feeling a prairie wind like I've never felt before cutting through town at each cross street, I played a little soccer with a tumbleweed.

They make you think of cold weather and desolate moors, and they completely undo a couple of attempts at injecting a bit of levity into proceedings: the opening Rubber Band is clearly meant to be a hoot - there's oompah brass and a load of terrible puns in the lyrics - and you still end up glumly thinking of malnourished children expiring of consumption on a barren hillside.

Last Saturday night in New York City's northernmost borough was cold, rainy, and desolate.

At 28,251 feet, K2 is second in height only to Everest, but its peak is even steeper, colder and more desolate than its Himalayan sister.

The NME viewed the album as "cold, desolate and old-fashioned" and argued that Felt Mountain was not a "bad concept" except that "Portishead got there first, and managed to update the spy-film vibe with a hefty dose of break-driven twilight melancholia".

The set by Tom Pye works well for the indoor scenes: the stage is filled with mounds of snow, like a cold, desolate and surreal desert strewn with a grandfather clock, chairs and other unexpected items.