Quotes About Grey

In another landscape, a line of spruce in the distance would appear an inkblot, a punctuation to the endless grey sentence of the morning.

Gust-driven rain spattered back and forth in hesitant indecisive sweeps like a wispy grey soul just arrived on the empty streets of some afterworld, lost and forlorn

Like the sun bursting through the clouds on a grey day, the jewels illuminated Ben and Granny's faces.

same. Youth has nothing to do with birthdays, only with ALIVEDNESS of spirit, so even if your hair is grey, Daddy, you can still be a boy.

There were steep, stark cliffs, grey and barren, with extraordinary

Thou hast conquered, O pale Galilean; the world has grown grey from thy breath;/ We have drunken of things Lethean, and fed on the fullness of death

One will never remember A greater thing when one dies Than sunlight falling aslant long rows of corn, Or rainy days heavy with grey sullen skies.

I want to touch a phantom, it's the grey dove of truth

Boredom and sexual desire are a potent and explosive combination, and people will certainly risk their lives to exit a grey and boring life.

Die Zwerge, die wir in den Höhlen des Donnerbergs gefunden haben, sahen anders aus. Ihre Gesichter waren grau wie Stein.« »Sie waren tot«, erinnerte Leandra mich. »Das könnte es erklären«, nickte ich.

The dark inner circle would represent the adamantine individuality of this ideally detached person — detached from robot imprints. The grey circle would represent the ability to move out into each quadrant in times when that was necessary.

dream-canals and heard a phantom song pealing high between vaporous grey wave-lapped walls.

You are always learning; there is a lot of grey; don't take things for granted.

The grey church looked greyer, and the lonely church looked lonelier.

Lawyers are predators in grey worsted.

There was a blue, waiting sea at the end and an old grey house fronting the sunset, so close to the purring waves that in storms their spray dashed over its very doorstep...a wise old house that knew many things, as Pat always felt. Mother's old home and therefore to be loved, whether one could love the people in it or not.

Twenty-three stories up and all I could see out the windows was grey smog. They could call it the City of the Angels if they wanted to, but if there were angels out there, they had to be flying blind.

Shit, Anita. Zombies in your apartment and a mad millionaire after you to perform human sacrifices." Her grey eyes searched my face. "You're the only person I know who has weirder problems than I do.

But rock, of course, is many colors. The distinction is subtle, but it is not just one plain grey, that I can promise...I spent five hours one afternoon just staring at a rock trying to see into its color scheme.

I carry their beauty inside the very soul of my being. Dark with shades of grey. White with storm clouds in the distance. Because of dad and mom, I am not afraid to dream of dark victories and black beauty. I'm not afraid to be in love with the night

The sky over the wharf is a sometime-ish sky, it changes with the moods and anxieties of the clerk, it is ink blue as her coat or grey as sea or pink as evening clouds. It is cobalt as good luck or manganite as trouble.

Everything was a tempest in grey and steely blue, the line of the horizon merely a suggestion.

Below there are cyclists, lorries, men; it is a grey street and a grey subway;—it affects me as though it were my mother.

A new morning was dawning grey outside the window.