It wouldn't have been so dull and dreary with her around.

I looked down at my new boots, already dull with dirt.

Her eyes were dull with doubt and the effort to remember.

How long before the guard became dull with cold and sleep?

And a sun done in raw gold, dull with time.

He looked full at me, and suddenly his eyes weren't just dull with illness.

His eyes are dull with the sustained effort of anger.

It was simply that we grow dull with the passing years.

When he turned to face her, his eyes were dull with pain.

Not dull with the effort of reining in your own nature.