#yellow

In California in the early Spring, There are pale yellow mornings, when the mist burns slowly into day, The air stings like Autumn, clarifies like pain - Well, I have dreamed this coast myself. ↗

— Robert Hass

#autumn #burns #california #clarifies #coast

Chicago is a sort of journalistic Yellowstone Park, offering haven to a last herd of fantastic bravos. ↗

— Ben Hecht

#fantastic #haven #herd #journalistic #last

I had an interview once with some German journalist—some horrible, ugly woman. It was in the early days after the communists—maybe a week after—and she wore a yellow sweater that was kind of see-through. She had huge tits and a huge black bra, and she said to me, ‘It’s impolite; remove your glasses.’ I said, ‘Do I ask you to remove your bra? ↗

— Karl Lagerfeld

#chanel #communists #designer #fashion #glasses

I said, 'Ooh, Dad, I want the yellow ones.' He said, 'Where?' I said, 'Right there, Dad. I want the yellow ones.' Everybody goes, 'Those are green'. That's how I knew I was colorblind. ↗

— Michael Rosenbaum

#dad #everybody #goes #green #how

Nature had found the perfect place to hide the yellow fever virus. It seeded itself and grew in the blood, blooming yellow and running red. ↗

— Molly Caldwell Crosby

#death-and-dying #death-and-sickness #disease #disease-prevention #history

Family trips to Yellowstone and to what are now national parks in Southern Utah, driving the primitive roads and cars of that day, were real adventures. ↗

— Paul D. Boyer

#adventures #cars #day #driving #family

Today's youth cannot miss something they have never known, but I fear that there are no current fictional characters whose impact and influence will last with such abiding affection into their 'sore and yellow' as this splendid man's creations have in mine! ↗

— Peter Cushing

#cannot #characters #creations #current #fear

Although they might not admit it, I think girls are very aware of the impact that they're having. But they never feel it themselves, and it's impossible to explain. It's like trying to tell a blind person what yellow is. ↗

— Alex Kapranos

#although #aware #blind #blind person #explain

I like light green, sometimes red is fun to look at, not a fan of yellow, unless it's in a rainbow or on a coffee mug or on a happy face. ↗

— Chris Kattan

#face #fan #fun #green #happy

About fifteen miles above New Orleans the river goes very slowly. It has broadened out there until it is almost a sea and the water is yellow with the mud of half a continent. Where the sun strikes it, it is golden. ↗

— Frank Yerby

#above #almost #broadened #continent #fifteen