Colors Quotes

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Cassandra Clare
“White for Shadowhunters is the color of funerals," Luke explained. “ But for mundanes, Jace, it’ s the color of weddings. Brides wear white to symbolize their purity.”
“I thought Jocelyn said her dress wasn’t white,” Simon said.
“Well,” said Jace, “I suppose that ship has sailed.”
Luke choked on his coffee.”
Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

Shel Silverstein
“My skin is kind of sort of brownish pinkish yellowish white. My eyes are greyish blueish green, but I'm told they look orange in the night. My hair is reddish blondish brown, but its silver when its wet, and all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet.”
Shel Silverstein, Where the Sidewalk Ends

Anthony Doerr
“I have been feeling very clearheaded lately and what I want to write about today is the sea. It contains so many colors. Silver at dawn, green at noon, dark blue in the evening. Sometimes it looks almost red. Or it will turn the color of old coins. Right now the shadows of clouds are dragging across it, and patches of sunlight are touching down everywhere. White strings of gulls drag over it like beads.

It is my favorite thing, I think, that I have ever seen. Sometimes I catch myself staring at it and forget my duties. It seems big enough to contain everything anyone could ever feel.”
Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

Melissa de la Cruz
“Black is the color of night. White is the true color of death”
Melissa de la Cruz, Blue Bloods

Coco Chanel
“Women think of all colors except the absence of color. I have said that black has it all. White too. Their beauty is absolute. It is the perfect harmony.”
Coco Chanel , Chanel

“The first stab of love is like a sunset, a blaze of color -- oranges, pearly pinks, vibrant purples...”
Anna Godbersen, The Luxe

Sun Tzu
“There are not more than five musical notes, yet the combinations of these five give rise to more melodies than can ever be heard.

There are not more than five primary colours, yet in combination
they produce more hues than can ever been seen.

There are not more than five cardinal tastes, yet combinations of
them yield more flavours than can ever be tasted.”
Sun Tzu, The Art of War

Dejan Stojanovic
“To hear never-heard sounds,
To see never-seen colors and shapes,
To try to understand the imperceptible
Power pervading the world;
To fly and find pure ethereal substances
That are not of matter
But of that invisible soul pervading reality.
To hear another soul and to whisper to another soul;
To be a lantern in the darkness
Or an umbrella in a stormy day;
To feel much more than know.
To be the eyes of an eagle, slope of a mountain;
To be a wave understanding the influence of the moon;
To be a tree and read the memory of the leaves;
To be an insignificant pedestrian on the streets
Of crazy cities watching, watching, and watching.
To be a smile on the face of a woman
And shine in her memory
As a moment saved without planning.”
Dejan Stojanovic

“The pianokeys are black and white
but they sound like a million colors in your mind”
Maria Cristina Mena, The Collected Stories of Maria Cristina Mena

“Black is not sad. Bright colors are what depresses me. They’re so… empty. Black is poetic. How do you imagine a poet? In a bright yellow jacket? Probably not.”
Ann Demeulemeester

Lois Lowry
“Things could change, Gabe," Jonas went on. "Things could be different. I don't know how, but there must be some way for things to be different. There could be colors. And grandparents," he added, staring through the dimness toward the ceiling of his sleepingroom. "And everybody would have the memories."

"You know the memories," he whispered, turning toward the crib.

Garbriel's breathing was even and deep. Jonas liked having him there, though he felt guilty about the secret. Each night he gave memories to Gabriel: memories of boat rides and picnics in the sun; memories of soft rainfall against windowpanes; memories of dancing barefoot on a damp lawn.

"Gabe?"

The newchild stirred slightly in his sleep. Jonas looked over at him.

"There could be love," Jonas whispered.”
Lois Lowry, The Giver

“As she always did on any really important day, Penelope Hayes wore red.”
Anna Godbersen, The Luxe

Stephen King
“the late afternoon sunlight, warm as oil, sweet as childhood ...”
Stephen King, Carrie

Sanober  Khan
“...and so many colors
I will have seen...
the menacing greys
and pine greens
the soft pink and purples
of spring
and summer blue
and so many others
without you.”
Sanober Khan, A touch, a tear, a tempest

Beth Revis
“Maybe one day the smears of paint Harley left throughout Godspeed will fade, and maybe the stars never will, but i'd rather have Harley's colors.”
Beth Revis, A Million Suns

“Life is beautiful in all its colors, even the darker ones, they’re here for a reason.”
Chris Martin

Lemony Snicket
“[I]t was the color of someone buying you an ice cream cone for no reason at all.”
Lemony Snicket, When Did You See Her Last?

“A JEWELRY STORE NAMED INDIA

If you hold this
Dazzling emerald
Up to the sky,
It will shine a billion
Beautiful miracles
Painted from the tears
Of the Most High.
Plucked from the lush gardens
Of a yellowish-green paradise,
Look inside this hypnotic gem
And a kaleidoscope of
Titillating,
Soul-raising
Sights and colors
Will tease and seduce
Your eyes and mind.

Tell me, sir.
Have you ever heard
A peacock sing?
Hold your ear
To this mystical stone
And you will hear
Sacred hymns flowing
To the vibrations
Of the perfumed
Wind.”
Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“My teacher asked my favorite color. ... I said ‘Rainbow’.... and I was punished to stand out of my class.”
Saket Assertive

Julie Hockley
“Colors. Would it be green or blue today? Maybe white—my favorite. A dark voice in the back of my mind offered no color at all as an alternative. I smothered that voice. The days of no color were simply too hard to bear. I needed color today.”
Julie Hockley, Crow's Row

Virgil
“Nimium ne crede colori”
Virgil

Dixie Dawn Miller Goode
“If I could tell you about Red
I would sing to you of fire Sweet like cherries
Burning like cinnamon Smelling like a rose in the sun”
Dixie Dawn Miller Goode, Rainbows Around Us

“A relationship that is truly genuine does not keep changing its colors. Real gold never rusts. If a relationship is really solid and golden, it will be unbreakable. Not even Time can destroy its shine.”
Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

حسن الحلوجي
“والبنفسجي محير في شجونه الحزينة كشدو صالح عبد الحي له"ليه يابنفسج بتبهج وانت زهر حزين"فكأنه عليل وشغال مداوي،يبهج غيره ولا يقدر أن يمنح البهجة لروحه،وليس غريبا أن تجد هذا التناقض في لونه المازج بين الأزرق البارد،والأحمر الدافيء في ثنائية البحر والنار، فبينما تشعر فيه بدفء اللقاء إذا اقترب من درجة الأحمر، فقد تجده... في أوج حرارته قد تحول إلى الجفاء باقترابه من الأزرق..”
حسن الحلوجي, أخضر بحواجب

“We were all born to be peaceful citizens of the world. Take care of your global garden and do not allow evil gardeners to try and convince you which flowers are ugly and which should be destroyed. This is God's universe and he is the master gardener of all. If you see ugliness in his creations, then you see ugliness in our Creator. Wake up. If we eliminate all colors in his garden, then what would be a rainbow with only one color? And what would be a garden with only one kind of flower? Why would the Creator create a vast assortment of plants, ethnicities, and animals, if only one beast or seed is to dominate all of existence?”
Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

Raheel Farooq
“Colours are nature gone wild.”
Raheel Farooq

Amit Ray
“Life is a manifestation of the unified field of consciousness. Colors, beauty, pleasure and pain are its songs of creation.”
Amit Ray, Beautify your Breath - Beautify your Life

Vidushi Gupta
“He would always be around you, not in these words or paintings, but in your heart. He will always be in happy memories. You can't cage his worth in few pages and colors.”
Vidushi Gupta, The Unending Maze: Because Finding Your Way Out Has Never Been More Difficult

Gabrielle Dubois
“Writing is a solitary pleasure. Reading is a solitary pleasure. Does this mean that the writer and the readers do not like humanity?
On the contrary! Beyond time and space, beyond colors and customs, the writer and the readers share dreams, knowledge, hopes, imagination, and love of mankind.”
Gabrielle Dubois

Pierce Brown
“The Gray soldiers prowl the cities ensuring order, ensuring obedience to the hierarchy. The Whites arbitrate their justice and push their philosophy. Pinks pleasure and serve in highColor homes. Silvers count and manipulate currency and logistics. Yellows study the medicines and sciences. Greens develop technology. Blues navigate the stars. Coppers run the beauracracy. Every Color has a purpose. Every Color props up the Golds.”
Pierce Brown, Red Rising

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