96 Quotes About Colour

The language of God is color because, it's the only thing that everyone understands. And even if you're blind to the world you can still hear the color in everything. If you don't believe me, close your eyes and listen to the wind and feel it on your skin; listen to the birds as they call one another and feel the sunlight on your face. That's love and that's what color is and that is the language of God. . Anthony T.Hincks

When you close your eyes and you feel the color, that is when you know that love has entered your heart. Anthony T. Hincks

You are not who you think you are. You are not who they want you to be. You are not merely your colour, class, gender - and so on - these are quite narrow things. You are not the ideas you are given and gather. You are not what you own or lay claim to. You are not even your life story - for that changes through time, perspective, emphasis and many things. You are what resides before, between and beyond all these things." - R. Ogunlaru . Rasheed Ogunlaru

Mumbai is the sweet, sweaty smell of hope, which is the opposite of hate; and it's the sour, stifled smell of greed, which is the opposite of love. It's the smell of Gods, demons, empires, and civilizations in resurrection and decay. Its the blue skin-smell of the sea, no matter where you are in the island city, and the blood metal smell of machines. It smells of the stir and sleep and the waste of sixty million animals, more than half of them humans and rats. It smells of heartbreak, and the struggle to live, and of the crucial failures and love that produces courage. It smells of ten thousand restaurants, five thousand temples, shrines, churches and mosques, and of hunderd bazaar devoted exclusively to perfume, spices, incense, and freshly cut flowers. That smell, above all things - is that what welcomes me and tells me that I have come home. Then there were people. Assamese, Jats, and Punjabis; people from Rajasthan, Bengal, and Tamil Nadu; from Pushkar, Cochin, and Konark; warrior caste, Brahmin, and untouchable; Hindi, Muslim, Christian, Buddhist, Jain, Parsee, Animist; fair skin and dark, green eyes and golden brown and black; every different face and form of that extravagant variety, that incoparable beauty, India. Gregory David Roberts

Buddha lets me see the world in color so that I can appreciate its color. Just as God too lets you see the color of beauty in the world. And so too with Allah because he lets you see the beauty in everything... I cannot begin to understand all religions, but I know one thing. Color brings love into our world regardless of who we are; what we preach or what we believe in. And to me, that is the only truth that I know. Anthony T. Hincks

Dad?" Jesus said." Yes son. What is it?" God replied." Why have you left the stars turned on. It's night time, " Jesus asked." It's so that people can find their way home, " God said." What do you mean?" Jesus asked his dad." Well" God started to say, "sometimes a person loses their way in life and when that happens all they have to do is look up at the stars and then they will find their way back home to me."" But, what about if it's daytime and there are no stars?" Jesus now asked." Then, I will send them a rainbow to show them the way, " God told his son. Anthony T. Hincks

From birth to death and further on As we were born and introduced into this world, We had a gift hard to express by word And somewhere in our continuous road, It kind of lost it sense and turned. There was that time we sure remember, When everything was now and 'till forever Children with no worries and no regrets, The only goal was making a few friends. But later on everything has changed, By minds that had it all arranged To bring the people into stress, Into creating their own mess. We have been slaved by our own mind, Turned into something out of our kind Slowly faded away from the present time, Forced to believe in lies, in fights and crime. They made it clearly a fight of the ego, A never ending war that won't just go They made it a competitive game, To seek selfish materialistic fame. They turned us one against eachother, Man against man, brother against brother Dividing us by religion and skin color, Making us fight to death over a dollar. Making us lose ourselves in sadly thoughts, Wasting our days by living in the past Depressed and haunted by the memories, And yet still hoping to fly in our dreams. Some of us tried learning how to dance, Step after step, giving our soul a new chance Some of us left our ego vanish into sounds, Thus being aware of our natural bounce. Some tried expressing in their rhymes, The voice of a generation which never dies They reached eternity through poetry Leaving the teachings that shall fulfill the prophecy Others have found their way through spirituality, Becoming conscious of the human duality Seeking the spiritual enlightenment, Of escaping an ego-oriented fighting Science, philosophy, religion, Try to explain the human origin. Maybe changes are yet to come, And it shall be better for some Death's for the spirit not an end, But a relieving of the embodiment So I believe that furthermore, We'll understand the power of our soul But leaving behind all we know, And all that we might not yet know It all resumes to that certain truth, That we all seek to once conclude. . Unknown

Sometimes it's important to dare to dream - small or big - like Mandela, Gandhi, Winfrey, Obama, Malala and Dr King. From Einstein to Hawking - the skies no limit. From Ali to the Williams sisters - through trials and talent find the champions within. Like my mother did to raise great kids. Like the one or many who run with this. Like the unsung heroes in every city and village. Like the kind of heart and selfless healers. Like every act of kindness you ever did and received. Like the human spirit beyond class, colour and creed. Like every soul who has raised our consciousness. From one to all - love IS all we have and need. Rasheed Ogunlaru

His room was a sickly dual-tone of crimson and charcoal, like an Untitled Rothko, the colours bleeding into each other horribly and then rather serenely. The overall effect was overwhelmingly unapologetic but it grew on you like a wart on your nose you didn't realise it was a part of your identity until one day it simply was. His room was his identity. Fiercely bold, avant-garde but never monotonous. He was red, he was black, he was bored, and he was fire. At least to me he seemed like fire. A tornado of fire that burned all in its wake leaving only the wretched brightness of annihilation. His room was where he charmed and disarmed us. We were his playthings. Nobody plays with fire and leaves unscarred. The fire soon seeps into chard and soot. The colours of his soul, his aura, and probably his heart if he didn't stop smoking. Moonshine Noire

A study in scarlet, eh? Why shouldn't we use a little art jargon? There's the scarlet thread of murder running through the colourless skein of life, and our duty is to unravel it, and isolate it, and expose every inch of it. Arthur Conan Doyle

Drawing makes you look at the world more closely. It helps you to see what you're looking at more clearly. Did you know that?" I said nothing." What colour's a blackbird?" she said." Black"" Typical! David Almond

We are one at the root - we just part at the branch Rasheed Ogunlaru

When I was your age, I would go to plays all the time, just sit in the darkness and try to take it all in inside me. Contain everything in some corner of my heart so that when I had my shot, it could all come pouring out - all the lights and moments and colour. Brenna Ehrlich

The thing about 'colour' is that it's not all about the money or the prestige, but it's about showing what life is all about. Without it... Anthony T. Hincks

Pink! My color! My love! Anthony T Hinkcs

Be still my little light beam, As I breathe life into your heart, By giving you the essence of color, To show off your blossoming heart. In its red gentleness, I see your flickering flame, And then I see your body, Glowing in the dusk. Ever so gently, You do but come to life, For me to see your entirety, For me, It’s the color of love. Anthony T. Hncks

Would you dare to reach inside the vault of a feral heart? Glare into the keyhole, eyes bound with intrigue...is it real what we perceive? or does the absent colour leave you lost or decieved? L V HALL

You will never really get, how really everything works in my world. How the colour of the sky changes every now and then, and how deep the sea gets in there. How volcanoes and rivers flow together, and how demons and angels fall in love in there. How stormy a night can get and how bright a day can be. How ruined the home is, but how vibrant the feelings are in there. Akshay Vasu

We colour the world, Not with the darkness of our pasts, But with the rainbow of our hope. Jenim Dibie

I wear a lot of pink cos' seeing pink activates endorphins and energizes my creativity. It is a colour of femininity and fierceness Janna Cachola

No one is an outside observer of nature, We're defined by our environment and our interaction with that environment -- by our ecology. And that ecology is necessarily relative, historical and empirical. Beau Lotto

Don't go in for the "yellowish" if what you need is "yellow". The attitude called precision is the quality that remarks the accuracy of your demand. Never settle for the less; Go for the exact thing! Israelmore Ayivor

They may not change your skins colour; they may not change your body odour; but once they can change your daily thoughts, they can influence your habits! Beware of evil companions! Israelmore Ayivor

A lie has many colours, while white is the only faithful colour of truth. Munia Khan

Lightning hides the colour of night Munia Khan

The world is a wide place where we stumble like children learning to walk. The world is a bright mosaic where we learn like children to see, where our little blurry eyes strive greedily to take in as much light and love and colour and detail as they can. The world is a coaxing whisper when the wind lips the trees, when the sea licks the shore, when animals burrow into earth and people look up at the sympathetic stars. The world is an admonishing roar when gales chase rainclouds over the plains and whip up ocean waves, when people crowd into cities or intrude into dazzling jungles. What right have we to carry our desperate mouths up mountains or into deserts? Do we want to taste rock and sand or do we expect to make impossible poems from space and silence? The vastness at least reminds us how tiny we are, and how much we don't yet understand. We are mere babes in the universe, all brothers and sisters in the nursery together. We had better learn to play nicely before we're allowed out... And we want to go out, don't we?. .. Into the distant humming welcoming darkness. Jay Woodman

There is absolutely nothing feminine about the colour pink, or, anything bad-luck'ish about the colour black – in itself. Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Chromatacia…society…ruled by a colortocracy…social hierarchy based upon one's limited color perception, society is dominated by color. In this world, you are what you can see. Jasper Fforde

In keeping with your policy of bringing Pollution the latest in death and violence, and in living colour, there’s going to be something entirely different… death without remediation. Rebecca McNutt

The ignorance of the world often makes people believe that life should be black and white — that you must choose sides — and so the world of colourful gradients goes unadmired. A.J. Darkholme

The phrase and the day and the scene harmonized in a chord. Words. Was it their colours? He allowed them to glow and fade, hue after hue: sunrise gold, the russet and green of apple orchards, azure of waves, the greyfringed fleece of clouds. No it was not their colours: it was the poise and balance of the period itself. Did he then love the rhythmic rise and fall of words better than their associations of legend and colour? Or was it that, being as weak of sight as he was shy of mind, he drew less pleasure from the reflection of the glowing sensible world through the prism of a language manycoloured and richly storied than from the contemplation of an inner world of individual emotions mirrored perfectly in a lucid supple periodic prose? . James Joyce

238. I want you to know, if you ever read this, there was a time when I would rather have had you by my side than any one of these words; I would rather have had you by my side than all the blue in the world.239. But now you are talking as if love were a consolation. Simone Weil warned otherwise. “Love is not consolation, ” she wrote. “It is light.”240. All right then, let me try to rephrase. When I was alive, I aimed to be a student not of longing but of light. Maggie Nelson

From around the corner's edge a grotesque light was trickling out, the first intimations of an ominous sunrise over a dark horizon. I dimly recognized this colored light, though not from my waking memory. It grew more intense, now pouring out in weird streams from beyond the solid margin of the building. And the more intense it grew, the more clearly I could hear the screaming voice that had called out to me in a dream. I shouted his name, but the swelling colored brightness was a field of fear which kept me from making any move toward it. It was no amalgam of colors comparable to anything in mortal experience. It was as if all natural colors had been mutated into a painfully lush iridescence by some prism fantastically corrupted in its form; it was a rainbow staining the sky after a poison deluge; it was an aurora painting the darkness with a blaze of insanity, a blaze that did not burn vigorously but shimmered with an insect-jeweled frailness. And, in actuality, it was nothing like these color-filled effusions, which are merely a feeble means of partially fixing a reality uncommunicable to those not initiated to it, a necessary resorting to the makeshift gibberish of the mystic isolated by his experience and left without a language to describe it.(" The Dreaming In Nortown") . Thomas Ligotti

Keep it calm and watch the company you keep. It's either a red card or a green card you are holding. One guides you to go on, and the other makes you give up on scoring your goals Israelmore Ayivor

Some friends are like sunny days, with false flames, oozing from afar, coming near without a dime. Michael Bassey Johnson

When things are like hunky dory, every enemy comes in the name of friend, but when things are twisted like turmoil, every friendly enemy shows you their colour. Michael Bassey Johnson

What you can do, has nothing to do with your parents' last name! What you can do has nothing to do with the colour of your skin! What you can do is fully determined by God! It’s simple! Israelmore Ayivor

I hasten to sleep so that I might dreamand colour my mind with a myriad of things. Shaun Hick

We'd incorporated Asia into our bones - its colours and laughter, its smells, its rhythms, its tolerance and patience, its compassion, its lack of ageism. Jane WilsonHowarth

The colour of fear is never dark or black; it has the colour of thunderbolt; usually white, but can appear in different hues depending on how the fear travels through to get inside your heart Munia Khan

Gray.The overcast skies had the colour of deadened stones, and seemed closer than usually, as though they were phlegmatically observing my every movement with their apathetic emptily blue-less eyes; each tiny drop of hazy rain drifting around resembled transparent molten steel, the pavement looked like it was about to burst into disconsolate tears, even the air itself was gray, so ultimate and ubiquitous that colour was everywhere around me. Gray.. Simona Panova

Those who have darkness in their minds turn their bodies into darkness as well! Life is colourful; be like a rainbow, use every colour! Don’t get stuck in one colour, be colourful! Black, red, yellow, green, let all the colours be your colours! Those who have colourful minds will have colourful bodies as well! Mehmet Murat Ildan

If you want to feel youthful..pink's your color. If you want to feel old..then it's blue rinse for you. If you want to feel sad..try a dark blue. If you want to say something cheerful..then it's yellow. If you want to say something racey..then it's red for sure. If you've lost your temper..then it's black as your heart. And if you want to be normal..well the only color which will show all of you is rainbow. . Anthony T. Hincks

She leaned out of the window slow and sleepy, and the light came through her nightdress like sand through a sieve. Laurie Lee

I climb the door instead of a tree Just to crawl with myself walking free What if I’m a lizard beneath my skin Changing my colours of the human I’ve been Munia Khan

Love Has No Color.... No Race.... Love Is Pure And Divine But Only A Little of Us Are Able To Preserve It's Purity.... Sadly, In This Digital World, Purity Is Rare To Find In Human.... Muhammad Imran Hasan

Speaking with her always felt like sitting on a seashore. Hearing the waves and feeling them crashing into my feet, While gazing the setting sun and the way he colours the whole sky. I never got tired of it. Akshay Vasu

Color shows us love. And Love gives us color. Anthony T. Hincks

A man should never be judged by his skill, talent, colour, financial or political status, facial beauty and level of education but by the quality of his character. Paul Bamikole

When you paint your lips, eye lids, nails or whatever, to look attractive, don't forget your up stairs(intellect) if you leave it behind, i will consider all other colors invalid. Michael Bassey Johnson

Was it the case that colours dimmed as the eye grew elderly? Or was it rather that in youth your excitement about the world transferred itself onto everything you saw and made it brighter? Julian Barnes

There wouldn't be life without colour. Anthony T. Hincks

If ever you want a rainbow in your home, go to Sandwich Glass Museum, and let them put one in your heart too. Anthony T Hincks

Writing is like painting. You sketch it, add colour, add depth and detail. You give it a final layer and then hang it proudly. Kia CarringtonRussell

It was if, in the process of its long and arduous journey from Afghanistan's mines to Europe's canvases, and its painful evolution from barren beginnings, ultramarine had collected and purified all the wisdom of the different worlds it traversed, retaining only what was common to then, and what was most important. This pure, clean color evokes undulating infinity, that delicate moment between day and night, an image of man constantly drifting between existence and non-existence. Unknown

The hardest part of being a Canadian kid is having to color in Nunavut with a crayon in school, hell on earth. Rebecca McNutt

Black Is The Most Beautiful colour because it does not reflect it absorbs all into itself. Amit Abraham

Yellow is the colour of the sun. Blue is the colour of the sky. Green is the colour of grass. Brown is the colour of your eyes. Black is the colour of the night. Orange is the colour of truth. Red is the colour of love. And... Rainbow is the colour of you. Anthony T. Hincks

Wear red and just be silent, don’t even whisper by yourself; you will see that you will be heard easily because red always speaks on behalf of you! By wearing red, you give your tongue and voice to red colour! Mehmet Murat Ildan

Quinns always come at half price, about half the time, and half-naked, even during the colder half of winter. A Quinn is like a queen, but draggier, and cheaper to buy and use for personal gain, unless you’re suspicious that you’re poor and illiterate like Jarod Kintz, in which case Quinns could be the spirits of your dead relatives, come to haunt you until you gather a massive fortune through selling books on the internet, to send some back in time through a portal you bought from the NSA, so they would have lived better lives without having to move a finger for their fortune. Oh, yah, and since they aren’t - they’re blue, like smurfs, yet they turn purple whenever tickled on the belly, which is something they seem to rather dislike, since they start biting and scratching when it happens, for no good reason, I might add. Will Advise

It's when I'm feeling blue that I think of my little color pink. Anthony T.Hincks

I'm tired of being what everyone else wants. Tomorrow, I'm going to be what I want for a change. I'm going to be a rainbow. Now that's different! Anthony T. Hincks

A little orange will put a spring into your day. Anthony T. Hincks

I try to grasp the colour of my blood and all I feel is life slipping through the colourless veins. Munia Khan

Color speaks all languages. Anthony T. Hincks

I dream a lot, in colour and in sound and scent. Quite a few of my stories have come from dreams. Joanne Harris

Pink is my favourite colour. I used to say my favourite colour was black to be cool, but it is pink - all shades of pink. If I have an accessory, it is probably pink. Roxane Gay

The colour of the skin is in no way connected with strength of the mind or intellectual powers. Benjamin Banneker

But the whole point of the Sixties was that you had to take people as they were. If you came in with us you left your class, and colour, and religion behind, that was what the Sixties was all about. Michael Caine

Ill-fitted T-shirts stretched over a gut are my pet hate. And if the colour's faded - ugh. Joanne Froggatt

With the brush we merely tint, while the imagination alone produces colour. Theodore Gericault

Everything is expressed through relationship. Colour can exist only through other colours, dimension through other dimensions, position through other positions that oppose them. That is why I regard relationship as the principal thing. Piet Mondrian