He pre- sented them as tilted, stiff tripods, without either flexibility or subtlety, and with an altogether misleading monotony
He stared at the red, shivering reflection of a fire on the white wall of his tent until, ex- hausted and ill from the monotony
of his suf- fering, he fell asleep.
For what it seeks to disturb is monotony
of type, slavery of custom, tyranny of habit, and the reduction of man to the level of a machine.
It borrows a certain dignity of sameness from the majestic monotony
of the sea.
Never mind the monotony
of it: let's see how it would work in other ways.
Here everybody was noisy, every voice was loud (excepting, perhaps, her mother's, which resembled the soft monotony
of Lady Bertram's, only worn into fretfulness).
It spreads forth into undulating and treeless plains, and desolate sandy wastes wearisome to the eye from their extent and monotony
, and which are supposed by geologists to have formed the ancient floor of the ocean, countless ages since, when its primeval waves beat against the granite bases of the Rocky Mountains.
Then came the languid monotony
of convalescence, the days gradually breaking into variety and distinctness as my strength enabled me to take longer and longer drives.
Your complaint of their monotony
is a complaint of their conditions.
In the silence that fell they could hear old Molly bellowing with pathetic monotony
for her calf that had been taken from her.
Now and then I hazarded some remark to break the monotony
of the journey, but the colonel answered only in monosyllables, and the conversation soon flagged.
He had shipped his oars and was drifting for a moment with the stream, when he turned his head and saw that the monotony
of the long brick wall was broken by a bridge; rather an elegant eighteenth-century sort of bridge with little columns of white stone turning gray.
Save for the occasional use of cocaine, he had no vices, and he only turned to the drug as a protest against the monotony
of existence when cases were scanty and the papers uninteresting.
In such a place the sea had something of the monotony
of a blue-green dado: for the chambers themselves were ruled throughout by a terrible tidiness not unlike the terrible tidiness of the sea.
Italian in the mouth of Italians is a deep-voiced stream, with unexpected cataracts and boulders to preserve it from monotony