There is absolutely nothing feminine about the colour pink, or, anything bad-luck’ish about the colour black — in itself.

Nature should be idealised not copied.

Conversely, the red plant itself burns a brighter red when set off by the green than when it grows among its peers. In the bed I always reserved for poinsettia seedlings, there was little to...

Writing is like painting. You sketch it, add colour, add depth and detail. You give it a final layer and then hang it proudly.

Behave like the flower; it blooms with its own petals without bothering to take the colour of another flower’s petals. You can excel with what you have!

Gray.The overcast skies had the colour of deadened stones, and seemed closer than usually, as though they were phlegmatically observing my every movement with their apathetic emptily blue-less eyes; each tiny drop of hazy rain...

The Egyptians are inferior only to themselves. In all other styles we can trace a rapid ascent from infancy, founded on some bygone style, to a culminating point of perfection, when the foreign influence was...

The ignorance of the world often makes people believe that life should be black and white – that you must choose sides – and so the world of colourful gradients goes unadmired.

She leaned out of the window slow and sleepy, and the light came through her nightdress like sand through a sieve.

The cattle crouched round them in soft shadowy clumps, placidly munching, and dreaming with wide-open eyes. The narrow zone of colour created by the firelight was like the planet Earth – a little freak of...

His eyes were that colour you can’t see in the rainbow. Indigo.

Love Has No Color…. No Race…. Love Is Pure And Divine But Only A Little of Us Are Able To Preserve It’s Purity…. Sadly, In This Digital World, Purity Is Rare To Find In Human….

It was as if I had only just been able to see colours and shapes for the first time. I was so enthralled with the buttons on Lestat’s black coat that I looked at nothing...

I hear the question upon your lips: What is it to be a colour?Colour is the touch of the eye, music to the deaf, a word out of the darkness. Because I’ve listened to souls...

There is no distinct colour of love, it only takes the colour of the hearts

Every form is a base for colour, every colour is the attribute of a form.

The colour of fear is never dark or black; it has the colour of thunderbolt; usually white, but can appear in different hues depending on how the fear travels through to get inside your heart

Sometimes you meet someone, and even though you never liked brown eyes before, their eyes are your new favourite colour.

Was it the case that colours dimmed as the eye grew elderly? Or was it rather that in youth your excitement about the world transferred itself onto everything you saw and made it brighter?

Sometimes I can see colour without opening my eyes. I saw that Billy’s heart was no colour and every colour. Like water or diamonds or crystals, it’s pure and reflects the light.

If Bacchus ever had a color he could claim for his own, it should surely be the shade of tannin on drunken lips, of John Keat’s ‘purple-stained mouth’, or perhaps even of Homer’s dangerously wine-dark...

Lightning hides the colour of night

Jibu nilichokuuliza. Utajibu, hutajibu?””Nitajibu.””Usipojibu?””Nitajipaka rangi, ya pinki.” Murphy hakumwelewa.”Utanifanya chochote utakachotaka.””Mmenigundua vipi?” Murphy aliuliza akirekebisha suruali.

Would you dare to reach inside the vault of a feral heart?Glare into the keyhole, eyes bound with intrigue…is it real what we perceive? or does the absent colour leave you lost or decieved?

The world is a wide place where we stumble like children learning to walk. The world is a bright mosaic where we learn like children to see, where our little blurry eyes strive greedily to...

A man should never be judged by his skill, talent, colour, financial or political status, facial beauty and level of education but by the quality of his character.

I try to grasp the colour of my blood and all I feel is life slipping through the colourless veins.

Chromatacia…society…ruled by a colortocracy…social hierarchy based upon one’s limited color perception, society is dominated by color. In this world, you are what you can see.

Who cares what colour your hair or what shape your shape is? Who cares what religion your religion or what language your language is? What is the colour of your heart? That is all that...

Every person has their own colour.

The perpetrator is a person. He’s got blood flowing in his or her veins. Does it matter if he or she is Black or White? What does it count if the perpetrator is Christian, Muslim,...

It is light.”240. All right then, let me try to rephrase. When I was alive, I aimed to be a student not of longing but of light.

Encourage yourself that you are good enough to be the owner of your own storehouse. Colour your world; redesign your mental pictures about yourself! Dream big and manifest the dreams!

The phrase and the day and the scene harmonized in a chord. Words. Was it their colours? He allowed them to glow and fade, hue after hue: sunrise gold, the russet and green of apple...

One should be a painter. As a writer, I feel the beauty, which is almost entirely colour, very subtle, very changeable, running over my pen, as if you poured a large jug of champagne over...

The impression in the colors of your profound words evokes an everlasting impression in the mind of whosoever hears it.

Keep it calm and watch the company you keep. It’s either a red card or a green card you are holding. One guides you to go on, and the other makes you give up on...

My world was the size of a crayon box, and it took every colour to draw her

We’d incorporated Asia into our bones – its colours and laughter, its smells, its rhythms, its tolerance and patience, its compassion, its lack of ageism.

It was a light which gave solidity to everything and drew colour out from the heart of objects.

…there was something in the texture of the weave that felt happy: theecho of a memory so far down in his soul it was all emotion, aburst of colour and warmth, adrift from time and...

When you paint your lips, eye lids, nails or whatever, to look attractive, don’t forget your up stairs(intellect) if you leave it behind, i will consider all other colors invalid.

They may not change your skins colour; they may not change your body odour; but once they can change your daily thoughts, they can influence your habits! Beware of evil companions!

The great hall was shimmering in light, sun streaming from the open windows, and ablaze with colour, the walls decorated with embroidered hangings in rich shades of gold and crimson. New rushes had been strewn...

Drawing makes you look at the world more closely. It helps you to see what you’re looking at more clearly. Did you know that?”I said nothing.”What colour’s a blackbird?” she said.”Black””Typical!

If there’s one shade a woman of colour can’t wear it’s got to be the one everyone expects, hasn’t it?

No one is an outside observer of nature,We’re defined by our environment and our interaction with that environment — by our ecology. And that ecology is necessarily relative, historical and empirical.

Some friends are like sunny days, with false flames, oozing from afar, coming near without a dime.

People appear like angels until you hear them speak. You must not rush to judge people by the colour of their cloaks, but by the content of their words!

Colours are nature gone wild.