I was out of spirits at the thought of leaving all my family and friends for so long a time, and the weather seemed to me inexpressibly gloomy.

The master was too gloomy to seek companionship with any people, good or bad; and he is yet.

Or perhaps vivid is not the best adjective: there is plenty of gloom, harsh living, and bad, bad weather.

If you outlook on life is doom and gloom then I am afraid to say this is how you will see life itself.

The dismal spiritual atmosphere overcame, and more than neutralized, the glowing physical comforts round me; and I resolved to be cautious how I ventured under those rafters a third time.