colors Quotes

“In yellow socks I box my Gox. I box in yellow Gox box socks.”

It was marvellous, a feast for the eyes, this complication of coloured tints, a perfect kaleidoscope of green, yellow, orange, violet, indigo, and blue; in one word, the whole palette of an enthusiastic colourist!

My skin is kind of sort of brownish Pinkish yellowish white. My eyes are greyish blueish green, But I’m told they look orange in the night. My hair is reddish blondish brown, But it’s silver when its wet, And all the colors I am inside Have not been invented yet.

“And all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet.”

“Children aren’t coloring books. You don’t get to fill them with your favorite colors.”

“You are all the colors in one, at full brightness.”

“He had a colorless translucence about him that made him seem as if he were in the earliest stages of progressive invisibility.”

“As I looked about me I felt that the grass was the country, as the water is the sea. The red of the grass made all the great prairie the colour of winestains, or of certain seaweeds when they are first washed up. And there was so much motion in it; the whole country seemed, somehow, to be running.”

“My mistress’ eyes are nothing like the sun; Coral is far more red, than her lips red: If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun; If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head. I have seen roses damask’d, red and white, But no such roses see I in her cheeks; And in some perfumes is there more delight Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks. I love to hear her speak, yet well I know That music hath a far more pleasing sound: I grant I never saw a goddess go,— My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground: And yet by heaven, I think my love as rare, As any she belied with false compare.”

“He was a man of black and white. And she was color. All the color he had.”

“This is the true division between Silvers and Reds: the color of our blood. This simple difference somehow makes them stronger, smarter, better than us.”

“I’ve always wanted her hair, though I’d never tell her that. Where hers is like fire, my hair is what we call river brown. Dark at the root, pale at the ends, as the color leeches from our hair with the stress of Stilts life. Most keep their hair short to hide their gray ends but I don’t. I like the reminder that even my hair knows life shouldn’t be this way.”

Roses are grey, violets are a different shade of grey, let’s go chase cars!

“and the color in my eyes has gone back into the sea.”

“The colours red, blue and green are real. The colour yellow is a mystical experience shared by everybody.”

“As I wouldn’t wear a costume, I couldn’t imagine him wanting to wear one. And seeing that the greater part of my wardrobe is black (It’s a sensible colour. It goes with anything. Well, anything black)[...].”

“Once I’d dreamed and breathed and thought in colour and light and shape.”

“At breakfast that morning I had been struck by the lively dissonance of its colours. But that was no longer the point. I was not looking now at an unusual flower arrangement. I was seeing what Adam had seen on the morning of his creation - the miracle, moment by moment, of naked existence.”

“If I had a power color, it would definitely be sparkle.”

“You only get one life so dream big. Dream bold. Dream in color.”

“She took her X-act knife and selected a shirt from his closet, his favorite brown shirt. ‘How right he should wear clothing the color of excrement.‘”

“Children, Children, What do you see? We see a brown bear, a red bird, a yellow duck, a blue horse, a green frog, a purple cat, a white dog, a black sheep, a goldfish, and a teacher looking at us. That’s what we see. ”

“White Dog, White Dog, What do you see?”

“Purple Cat, Purple Cat, What do you see?”

“Green Frog, Green Frog, What do you see?”

“The blue dog is in. The red dog is out.”

“A dog party! A big dog party! Big dogs, little dogs, red dogs, blue dogs, yellow dogs, green dogs, black dogs, and white dogs are all at a dog party! ”

“You can think up some birds. That’s what you can do. You can think about yellow or think about blue.”

“Now Pelle had a little lamb for his very own. He cared for him and played with him and fed him very day.”

“After a long walk, Elmer found what he was looking for- a large bush. A large bush covered with elephant-coloured berries.”

“This will be Elmer’s day. All elephants must decorate themselves and Elmer will decorate himself in elephant colour.”

“There once was a herd of elephants. Elephants young, elephants old, elephants tall or fat or thin. Elephants like this, that or the other, all different but all happy and all the same colour. All, that is, except Elmer.”

“On that day if you happen to see an elephant ordinary elephant colour, you will know it must be Elmer.”

“They removed their raincoats to reveal robes of all colors, all textures. It was a rainbow that summoned forth anything but thoughts of death. This, Citra realized, was intentional. Scythes wished to be seen as the many facets of light, not of darkness.”

“I can see some of the roses still blooming in my mother´s garden. Brown on the edges and bright in other colors, their petals drooping downward, dying just as their lives have begun. They stayed past their time, and I´ve realized that I have too”

“And when he told them of the blue periwinkles, the red poppies in the yellow wheat, and the green leaves of the berry bush, they saw the colors as clearly as if they had been painted in their minds.”

″ ‘I gather colors,’ answered Frederick simply. ‘For winter is gray.’ ”

“There was a Young Lady whose eyes Were unique as to color and size; When she opened them wide, people all turned aside, And started away in surprise.”

“Avery loved coloring. She didn’t have many crayons, but yellow flamingos and green unicorns were more fun anyway.”

“Wanting to hear it from Timothy, I asked him why there were different colors of skin, white and black, brown and red, and he laughed back, “Why b’feesh different color, or flower b’different color? I true don’ know, Phill-eep, but I true tink beneath d’skin is all d’same.”

“She would go as a single woman who must work for her living. Her best chance, she had decided, lay in seeking employment as a governess in one of the wealthy families. She liked teaching children, and hopefully there might be a library where she could extend her own learning as well as that of her charges. Whatever befell, there would be a blue sky overhead, and the warmth and color and fragrance and beauty that her heart craved.”

“I guess I’m just feeling Septemberish. It’s getting toward autumn now. And it’s so pretty up in Connecticut. All the trees change color. The days get very clear—with a little smoke on the horizon from burning leaves. Pumpkins begin to come out.”

“They hugged and kissed him. And they hugged little yellow too...but look...they became green!”

″‘Why is your shield white?’ he stammered. ‘Because white contains every colour,’ the knight responded.”

“there was Little Yellow! Happily they hugged each other and hugged each other until they were green”

“Alfanhui would have been unable to say whether there was a dark solitude in his eyes and an unfathomable silence in his ears because the music and the colors came from that other place from which concrete knowledge never comes, a place abandoned on the very first day behind the farthermost wall of memory where that other memory is born;”

“In the middle of the ring of birds on the ceiling, a circle seemed to open up to which all the primitive colors were returning. The thousand greens of the jungles, the white of waterfalls and, from the land of wading birds, the pink and grey of the wetlands, with a red sun trembling on the muddy, bloodshot surface.”

“Little blue and Little yellow were very sad. They cried big blue and yellow tears. They cried and cried until they were all tears”

“There was red wool on his mother’s weaving-rod now, the true burning Warrior Scarlet that was the very color of courage itself.”

“The fog of silence and solitude vanished, and forgotten visions awoke as the music of the wind and the rain met the dead colors of the birds.”

“Little Blue has many friends but his best friend is Little Yellow”

“Soon the lines of sunshine which came through the cracks of the basket turned rose color, and Ping knew the sun was setting in the west.”

“The sunrise brought a wild, free sadness; the sunset, a lonely yet a comforting one. He indulged his agreeable melancholy until the earth under him turned from gray to lavender and then to the color dried corn husks.”

“The colour of William’s tongue would have put to shame Spring’s freshest tints.”

“There is none of the colour and tastiness of get-up, you will perceive, which lends such a life to the present game at Rugby, making the dullest and worst-fought match a pretty sight. Now each house has its own uniform of cap and jersey, of some lively colour; but at the time we are speaking of plush caps have not yet come in, or uniforms of any sort, except the School-house white trousers, which are abominably cold to-day. Let us get to work, bare-headed, and girded with our plain leather straps. But we mean business, gentlemen.”

“How detailed and unique the sun is on each page. This books also briefly teaches kids about counting, colors, and seasons.”

“All the children wore red-and-white spotted caps. If strangers came into the forest, they curled up, still as stone, for all the world like four red-and-white spotted mushrooms.”

″‘What a hideous colour khaki is,’ remarked Lenina, voicing the hypnopædic prejudices of her caste.”