Quotes About Color

Because color meant life - humans, or animals, or plants, with their different petals, their changeable leaves, the way their chlorophyll pulsed bright and vital with the warmth of the sun.

It's a struggle but that's why we exist, so that another generation of Lesbians of color will not have to invent themselves, or their history, all over again.

Cities each have a kind of light,a color even,or set of undertonesdetermined by the river or hillsas well as by the stoneof their countless buildings.I cannot yet recall what city this is I'm in.It must be close to dawn.

He noticed her eyes were a rich, warm brown, the same color as his favorite horse. "Yes?" He realized he'd been staring. At least he had the sense not to voice his thoughts. He doubted she would appreciate her eye color being compared to that of his horse's hide even if it was his favorite.

I love color, so it's rare to see me without at least a pop of a hot pink or bold red, even if it's just a lip color pop!

My real hair color is kind of a dark blonde. Now I just have mood hair.

I'd never been to Rhode Island before, I loved it there. Watching the leaves change color in the fall was just gorgeous. I loved it.

I have blue eyes, and before I knew anything about fashion - I'm talking about the second grade - I learned I would get a compliment if I wore a blue shirt.

Every single color has a base to it. You can have a taupe that has a green undertone, a taupe that has a gray undertone.

If I didn't live in London, I would live in Glasgow. I love the colour of the brick and the black ironwork. I think it's got such atmosphere and is extraordinary. I met great people there.

When I drive through a field, I want to see green grass sometimes, and I don't want to see black and white.

If you don't know what makes green, you're going to try every color combination.

I buy five of the same shirts. I literally have six blue shirts. Now I have six green shirts.

Green is one of my favorite colors - emerald green.

I don't understand why everyone has to wear black, grey and white.

I love grey. My mom told me that when I was younger, I would get mildly depressed when it was grey all the time. I'd be darker when it was dark out. But as an adult, I really love it.

Grey is my hair colour. I really can't see why I should change it.

I clearly love colors in my hair and try to keep my hair evolving through the years.

I love changing hair color. I love doing hair shape. I love the social aspect of salons. I love clients, and because of doing hair, I've heard so many life stories.

I haven't seen my natural hair color in 20 years.

You know, I change my hair color a lot, I do all sorts of different things.

It has been a quiet week in Lake Wobegon. It was warm and bright and the trees were in full color, magnificent, explosive, like permanent fireworks — reds and yellows, oranges, some so brilliant that Crayola never put them in crayons for fear the children would color outside the lines. [Eloise]

The plain shiprock walls, and the painted statue of Lord Pas (from which the paint was peeling) will remain with me until the day I die, always somewhat colored by the wonder I felt as a small boy at seeing a black cock struggling in the old man's hands after he had cut its throat, its wings beating frantically, beating as if they might live after all, live somehow somewhere, if only they could spray the whole place with blood before they failed. My

He was made all of copper, so he was coppery-red all over, like a new pipe for the bathroom.