Quotes About Gray

Up over the mountain east of town and down the other side to El Marqués, in its own way a more exclusive and expensive resort than Acapulco next door. El Marques, with its peculiar long beach of gray sand the color

My eyes were gray—more like my cousin Annabeth's than my mom's.

That reverend vice, that gray iniquity, that father ruffian, that vanity in years.

Evening came, a paw, to the gray hut by the river.

The Anishinaabeg world undulated between material and spiritual shadows, never clear which was more prominent at any time. It was as if the world rested in those periods rather than in the light of day. Dawn and dusk, biidaaban, mooka'ang. The gray of sky and earth was just the same, and the distinction between the worlds was barely discernible.

A world of contradictions, wherein everything is gray and almost nothing is black and white.

From them, I learned another lesson: that I can accept-in fact am relieved to accept-a world of contradictions, wherein everything is gray and almost nothing is black and white. There is much good, but to enjoy the beauty, the love, one must bear the painful.

Sorrows are like thunderclouds, in the distance they look black, over our heads scarcely gray.

It was still very wet under the trees. A careless tug at a branch might flip cold rainbow-edged drops down your back. And the sky was gray as concrete. But they enjoyed the silence, the soft sucking ground matted with last year's needles.

Soft hissing waves run over my toes. The floor is a beach and I am rolling on the sand and splashing in the water with a white heron. It turns gray and blue. No one can stop this. No one will take away my radiance even when it floods over me completely.

Twilight crept along the ground like a woman trailing long gray veils.

And this gray spirit yearning in desireTo follow knowledge like a sinking star,Beyond the utmost bound of human thought.

The long mechanic pacings to and fro,The set gray life, and apathetic end.

In the gray beginning of years, in the twilight of things that began,The word of the earth in the ears of the world, was it God? was it man?

The world is a cornucopia of grays. I believed the romantic interpretation of Casablanca then - love lost for the good of the world - and believe it now. But it is the very ambiguity of Casablanca that keeps it current. No movie can last if it cannot find new things to say to new generations. Captain Renault, the one gray character in a black and white time, would've been amused.

Daughter of the rock and the gray sea you fill all hearts with triumph, tortoise shell of the sea.

Concrete is, essentially, the color of bad weather.

The older I get, the more grays are popping out. They're definitely all over my beard.

a brushstroke of color on the gray,barren canvas

Zurich in winter is often smothered in fog and low clouds for months on end. Prevailing winds from the north ram the clouds coming in from the Atlantic against the wall of the Alps, and there they stick. Gray day after gray day, in a gray city by a gray lake, split by a gray river.

with low shifting gray clouds dropping black brooms of rain

Or maybe I was learning that nothing was black and white.

reached by a trap door in the middle of the floor, from which a ladder led down into the small, dark hole. When Dorothy stood in the doorway and looked around, she could see nothing but the great gray prairie on every side. Not a tree nor a house broke the broad

Grey is the price of neighboring with eagles, of knowing a mountain's vast presence, seen or unseen.