#color

If London is a watercolor, New York is an oil painting. ↗

— Peter Shaffer

#new #new york #oil #painting #watercolor

He told me his last name was Green. “Green?” I asked. “Can you spell that for me? I’m colorblind. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#funny #green #funny

I had the great idea of using markers to gently color the ants so I could tell them apart, but I learned that this is exactly like somebody trying to gently color on you with a thirty-story building. Without dwelling on the tragedy, I'd just like to say that I'm deeply sorry to Mr. Purple and the surviving Purple family. ↗

— Jim Benton

#building #coloring #funny #purple #family

I can read in red. I can read in blue. I can read in pickle color too. ↗

— Dr. Seuss

#humor

Where lipstick is concerned, the important thing is not color, but to accept God's final word on where your lips end. ↗

— Jerry Seinfeld

#color #concerned #end #final #final word

We are like chameleons, we take our hue and the color of our moral character, from those who are around us. ↗

— John Locke

#character #color #hue #like #moral

I do not deny that I have made drawings and watercolors of an erotic nature. But they are always works of art. Are there no artists who have done erotic pictures? ↗

— Egon Schiele

#art #artists #deny #done #drawings

If we were to wake up some morning and find that everyone was the same race, creed and color, we would find some other causes for prejudice by noon. ↗

— George Aiken

#color #creed #everyone #find #morning

Brush strokes write poetry harmonized through the cords of an artist's imagination. Color, contrast, simple compassion splattered across paper leaves tainted with the melody of the silent wind. Gasping, grasping, simply glancing at the souls of those who were not blessed with the visionary sight of inspirational artistry. ↗

— Laura S. Al Bast

#artistry #color #gasping #quote #sight

Life is like a box of crayons. Most people are the 8 color boxes, but what you're really looking for are the 64 color boxes with the sharpeners on the back. I fancy myself to be a 64 color box, though I've got a few missing. It's okay though, because I've got some more vibrant colors like periwinkle at my disposal. I have a bit of a problem though in that I can only meet the 8 color boxes. Does anyone else have that problem? I mean there are so many different colors of life, of feeling, of articulation. So when I meet someone who's an 8 color type...I'm like, hey girl, Magenta! and she's like, oh, you mean purple! and she goes off on her purple thing, and I'm like, no I want Magenta! ↗

— John Mayer

#life #life