Quotes About Color

I'm not a pessimist. Maybe I don't have a primitive feeling of happiness, that is true. Sometimes my color is happy but not the expression.

What a richly colored strong warm coat is woven when love is the warp and work is the woof.

I wanted color. I wanted to soar with happiness even if it meant dealing with the weight of fear and guilt, too. I wanted to live.

If you want to brighten up a person's day.Give them a rainbow.

Happiness has only one colour: The Bright! The bright of red, the bright of green, the bright of any colour! Happiness is bright! It shines, it sparkles, it glints!

Red meat is not bad for you. Now blue-green meat, that's bad for you!

History, of course, is never real. People either glorify it or horrify it. Or at the very least color it.

I also think that there is a strong streak of racism, and whenever we engage in foreign adventures. Our whole history in regime change has been of people of different color.

So many people shy away from using color in their homes for fear of getting it wrong...But ignorance and fear are no reason to live in a bland box.

Your home should reflect who you are, so pick a palette that's close to your heart and run with it.

Black does not appear in the rainbow of hope.

Seeing Michelle Obama's bright color choices, and how she made people smile and reinforced Obama's platforms of hope and change, was inspiring.

But only a person in the depths of despair neglected to look beyond winter to the spring that inevitably followed, bringing back color and life and hope.

I'm thinking about doing dusty colors - we definitely are doing as much color as we can. It seems that fashion is back on track with color - I hope. It's been very black for awhile.

Hope is a rainbow of thought.

Orange is red brought nearer to humanity by yellow.

I tried to express through red and green the terrible passions of humanity.

Why is a carrot more orange than an orange?

Oh, come on! Nobody's favorite color is BROWN!

Color is powerful. It is almost physiologically impossible to be in a bad mood when you're wearing bright red pants.

Yesterday Allison bought me nail polish in the annoying shade of mauve. How can anyone look at me and think mauve?

I've been trying to figure that out since I met him. I've had more luck trying to smell the color nine.

Disneyland would be a world of Americans, past and present, seen through the eyes of my imagination--a place of warmth and nostalgia, of illusion and color and delight.

There are no lines in nature, only areas of colour, one against another.