Quotes About Colors

He had never seen the beauty of black people before. But, staring at Ida, who stood before the window of the Harlem kitchen, seeing that she was no longer merely his younger sister but a girl who would soon be a woman, she became associated with the colors of the shawl, the colors of the sun, and with a splendor incalculably older than the gray stone of the island on which they had been born.

And as he spoke of understanding, I looked up and saw the rainbow leap with flames of many colors over me.

The soul's rainbow has more colors than the sky's stars.

Beautiful sunrise in the far away mountains, painting the wide horizon with vibrant warm colors, among the chill from the morning breeze. ?

The first time at Louis Vuitton was Spring 2009 season, and I remember that the colors of the clothes were very dreamy.

I like to make a tour round the pitch before games to look at the architecture, the colours in the stadium, the sky, to feel the atmosphere growing.

I am always in the hope to express the love of two lovers by a marriage of two complementary colors - colors which marry each other... complement each other as a man and a woman do.

There are colors which cause each other to shine brilliantly, which form a couple which complete each other like man and woman.

Simultaneity in light is harmony, the rhythm of colors which creates the Vision of Man.

Colors express the main psychic functions of man.

He sat on his horse unmoving, a somber black figure in startling contrast to the vivid colors about him, the sun dazzling on his white gold hair. Unlike the duke and his bastard, there was no laughter in his face, and his eyes were not searching the housefronts for diversion-instead, he was staring intently straight up at my window.

Some colors exist in dreams that are not present in the waking spectrum.

The young girl in my story is to be as sensitive to praise as a prism is to light. Whenever anybody praises her she breaks into colors.

68. ?And your Lord inspired the bee, "Make your houses in the mountains, in the trees, and in the buildings they construct: 69. ?"then eat from all the fruits, gently walking the pathways of your Lord." From within them exudes a drink of various colors, in it healing for humankind. Surely in that is a sign for people who reflect.

Colors are important. People are in clinical depression whether they are on medication or not. Neutrals are another form of medication.

I've very into grays and neutrals. They match with basically everything.

I'll never forget the fall colors on the Berkshires.

Did you ever notice how some colors are used for people's names but others aren't?

He especially liked to look at the trees and their reflections in the river. North Carolina trees are beautiful in deep autumn: greens, yellows, reds, oranges, every shade in between, their dazzling colours glowing with the sun.

The colors, so vivid they seemed almost alive, made him think that nature sometimes sends us signs, that it's important to remember that joy always follow dispair.

The colors, so vivid they seemed almost alive, made him think that nature sometimes sends us signs, that it's important to remember that joy can always follow despair. But a moment later, the rainbow had vanished and the hail returned, and he realized that joy was sometimes only an illusion.

Arthur shook his head. 'I've always been terrible at colors,' he said, 'It comes from having grown up with the single-row box of crayons instead of the big box. If I'd had the big box I would now know taupe and cerise and ecru. Instead, all I know is burnt sienna. And what good does it do me? Never once I have I heard anything described as burnt sienna. Never once have I heard anyone say, Follow that burnt sienna car.

Venice was a woman, la bella donna, elegant in her age, sensual in her watery curves, mysterious in her shadows. The first sight of her, rising over the Grand Canal with her colors tattered and faded like old ballgowns, called to the blood. The light, a white, washing sun, would sweep over her and lose itself like a wanderer in her sinuous veins, her secret turns. Here

THEY USED LIGHT, NOT DARK, TO CLOAK THE COTTAGE AND ALL IN IT. If Cabhan looked, as shadow, as man, as wolf, he would see only the light, the colors, hear only music, laughter.