Quotes About Red

Red became the colour of valour and fertility. Later, as the doctrine of ahimsa (non-violence) gained ground, blood was represented symbolically using sindoor (vermillion).

Even later, the red colour was replaced by saffron colour, indicating celibacy and continence, a rejection of all things sensory.

All my life I've pursued the perfect red. I can never get painters to mix it for me. It's exactly as if I'd said, "I want Rococo with a spot of Gothic in it and a bit of Buddhist temple" – they have no idea what I'm talking about. About the best red is to copy the color of a child's cap in any Renaissance portrait.

I do not blench at nature red in tooth and claw... And much as I love The Wind in the Willows and the works of Beatrix Potter, I never dress my animals in clothes... They behave as animals should behave, with the exception that they open their mouths and speak the Queen's English.

City lights shine bright on my complexion, Self-reflection...red hairs flashing at the intersection. Life is a green light, one star, no script, Supporting actors...fresh peaches, no pit.

Let it all be animal, my life and death, hard and clean like that, anything but human...a lot I care, me with my red heart in the dark earth and my tattooed feet following the animal ways.

Once a blooming red rose, full of streaming life in its veins. Now a wilting black petal rupturing with death and pain.

Life moves out of a red flare of dreams Into a common light of common hours, Until old age brings the red flare again.

Bright colors don't exist in the ghetto, except for the yellow stars and puddles of red blood that we carefully step around. "More shootings," Papa says quietly. His face is gray.

Chris gives me a new lipstick: red for when I want to be bad, she says.

My sister once asked why it always feels, in any car, as if you're sitting inside a man's wash bag, and she has a point. They're normally black and dark and enlivened only by some red stripes.

En sevdi?i oyunca??yd?. Neydi? K?rm?z?ya boyanm??, ufak, tahta bir ku?. K?rm?z?yd?, gerçekten öyleydi; tam da gün ?????nda, gölgede, mumlarla, ?öminenin ba??nda ona bakan bir o?lan çocu?unu hayallere dald?racak, parlak, tatl? bir k?rm?z?. Ama muhabbetku?u ya da öyle de?ersiz bir tür oldu?unu sanmay?n. Hay?r, onun ku?u bir bayku?tu.

I take out my cigarettes, break each one in half, and give them to the Russians. ... Now red points glow in every face. They comfort me. It looks as though they are little windows in dark village cottages, saying that behind them are rooms full of peace.

An impish gleam flickered across the lakes of her eyes. "Do I cause pleasure in the eyes of my master?" She asked sarcastically, twirling the red leine before him.

The blade, freed by the half-turn, floated after him, shining, drawing a fan of red droplets in its wake. The streaming raven-black hair floated in the air, floated, floated, floated... The head fell onto the gravel. There are fewer and fewer monsters? And I? What am I? Who's shouting? The birds? The woman in a sheepskin jacket and blue dress? The roses from Nazair? How quiet! How empty. What emptiness. Within me.

And, in the red firelight, I blushed again, unnoticed, to think he might have chosen me because, in my innocence, he sensed a rare talent for corruption.

bloodroot (sense 1) early 17th century: from Algonquian poughkone. puce adj. of a dark red or purple-brown colour: his face was puce with rage and frustration. n. [mass noun] a dark red or purple-brown colour. late 18th

My father, Larry McKelvey, he was the man in Moncks Corner. He ran illegal nightclubs where everyone went, ran around in red leather pants, claimed he partied with Rick James. If you needed anything in Moncks Corner, you saw Larry McKelvey.

Libertarians regard the state as the Supreme, the eternal, the best organized aggressor against the persons and property of the mass of the public. All states everywhere, whether democratic, dictatorial, or monarchical, whether red, white, blue or brown.

I have both exploited and been exploited in the print field.

All of our early hits, 'Danke Schoen' and 'Red Roses,' were produced by Bobby Darin.

The concept of Red was to build a camera with as much capability as possible... for the professional market. Then we thought we could extend it down a bit to the prosumer level. Apparently, that was a mistake.

I have problems because I'm very expressive, and usually red lipstick gets on my teeth and face.

I don't want to be cliched, but Buckingham Palace is beautiful, and the old red telephone booths are really interesting to me. I've always wanted to see those.