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'Tis a shame to human nature, such a head of hair as his; In the good old time 'twas hanging for the colour that it is; Though hanging isn't bad enough and flaying would be fair For the nameless and abominable colour of his hair.

—Housman, A(lfred) E(dward)

I've dreamt in my life dreams that have stayed with me ever after, and changed my ideas; they've gone through and through me, like winethrough water, and altered the colour of my mind.

—Bronte«  , EmilyJane

   Any coloröso long as it's black.

—Ford, Henry

Beige! Just my color.

—DeWolfe, Elsie

Carving is interrelated masses conveying an emotion: a perfect relationship between the mind and the colour, light and weight which is the stone, made by the hand which feels.

—Hepworth, Dame Barbara

His coomb was redder than the fyn coral, And batailled as it were a castle wal; His byle was blak, and as the jeet it shoon; Lyk asure were his legges and his toon; His nayles whitter than the lylye flour, And lyk the burned gold was his colour.

—Chaucer, Geoffrey

When the architects of our republic wrote the magnificent words of the Constitution and the Declaration of Independence, they were signing a promissory note to which every American was to fall heir† America has defaulted on this promissory note insofar as her citizens of color are concerned.

—King, Martin LutherJr

Color and bite permeate a language designed to rally many men, to destroy some, and to change the minds of others.

—Safire,William

Ingeneral, therefore, color isa means ofexerting a direct influenceuponthesoul.Coloristhekeyboard.The eyeis the hammer. The soul is the piano, with its many strings.

—Kandinsky,Wassily

Drawing is onlya necessary evil, proportions are easily determined: colour isthe goal, the beginning and end of art.

—Heinse,Wilhelm

Colour is the ultimate in art. It is still and will always remain a mystery to us, we can only apprehend it intuitively in flowers.

—Runge, Philipp Otto

Seethat gold Cadillac down the street? That's the color I want those handrails.Gold.Cadillac Gold. Not yellow like a daisy.

—Trump, Donald

The appearance of the wheels and their work was like unto the colour of a beryl: and they four had one likeness: and their appearance and their work was as it were a wheel in the middle of a wheel.

—Bible (Old Testament)

   The colour of my soul is iron-greyand sad bats wheel about the steeple of my dreams.

—Debray, Regis

I learned in New Jersey that to be a Negro meant, precisely, that one was never looked at but was simplyat themercyofthereflexesthecolorofone'sskincaused in other people.

—Baldwin,James Arthur

And it is the colour of sand, The darkness, as it sifts through your hand.

—Ashbery,John Lawrence

'We were the colour of shadows when we came down with tinkling leg-irons to join the chains of the sea, for the silver coins multiplying on the sold horizon.'

—Walcott, Derek Alton

I have a dream. I have a dream that my four little children will oneday liveinanationwherethey will not bejudged by the colour of their skin but by the content of their character.

—King, Martin LutherJr

None of them knew the color of the sky.

—Crane, Stephen

   Color possesses me. I don't have to pursue it. It will possess me always, I know it. That is the meaning of this happy hour: Color and I are one. I am a painter.

—Klee, Paul

One evening,Iwas walking along a path, the city was on one side and the fjord below. I felt tired and ill. I stopped and looked out over the fjordöthe sun was setting, and the clouds turning blood red.I sensed a scream passing through nature; it seemed to me that I heard the scream. Ipainted this picture, paintedthe cloudsas actual blood. The colour shrieked. This becameThe Scream.

—Munch, Edvard

Ifdrawing belongstotherealmoftheSpirit and colour to that of the Senses, you must draw first, to cultivate the Spirit and to be able to lead colour through the paths of the Spirit.

—Matisse, Henri EŁ  mile Beno|"  t

When you go out to paint, try to forget what objects you have before youöa tree, a house, a field, or whatever. Merely think, here is a little square of blue, here an oblong of pink, here a streakof yellow, and paint it just as it looks to you, the exact colour and shape, until it gives your own naive impression of the scene before you.

—Monet, Claude

The vanity of translation; it were as wise to cast a violet into a crucible that you might discover the formal principle of its colour and odour, as seek to transfuse from one language to another the creations of a poet. 786 The plant must spring again from its seed, or it will bear no flower.

—Shelley, Percy Bysshe

Oh who is that young sinner with the handcuffs on his wrist? And what has he been after that they groan and shake their fists? And wherefore ishewearing such a conscience-stricken air? Oh they're taking him to prison for the colour of his hair.

—Housman, A(lfred) E(dward)

The heart never knows the colour of the skin.

—George, Chief Dan

I know the colour of that blood; it is arterial blood; I cannot be deceived in that colour; that drop of blood is my death-warrantöI must die.

—Keats,John

   I know the colour rose, and it is lovely, But not when it ripens in a tumour; And healing greens, leaves and grass, so springlike, In limbs that fester are not springlike.

—Abse, Dannie

   And life is colour and warmth and light And a striving evermore for these; And he is dead, who will not fight; And who dies fighting has increase.

—Grenfell,Julian Henry Francis

Que coisa e¤   a formosura, sena‹  o uma caveira bem vestida, a que a menor enfermidade tira a cor, e antes de a morte a despir de todo, os anos lhe va‹  o mortificando a gra c° a daquela exterior e aparente superf|¤cie, de tal sorte, que, se os olhos pudessem penetrar o interior dela, o na‹  o poderiam ver sem horror? What isbeauty, but a well-dressed skull that loses colour with the slightest illness, and, before death robs it of everything, the grace of its external and apparent surface is mortified by the years in such a way that, if eyes could penetrate within beauty, they could watch it only full of horror?

—Vieira, Anto"  nio

Nature's scheme of colour in Australia isgold and blue.

—Streeton, SirArthur Ernest

Pas la Couleur, rien que la Nuance! No colour, only nuance!

—Verlaine, Paul

Poetry is the impish attempt to paint the color of the wind.

—Bodenheim, Maxwell

Today I see more clearly than yesterday that back of the problem of race and color, lies a greater problem which both obscures and implements it: and that isthefact that so many civilized persons are willing to live in comfort even if the price of this is poverty, ignorance and disease of the majority of their fellowmen; that to maintain this privilege men have waged war until today war tends to become universal and continuous, and the excuse for this war continues largely to be color and race.

—Du Bois,W(illiam) E(dward) B(urghardt)

The problem of the twentieth century is the problem of the colour line.

—Du Bois,W(illiam) E(dward) B(urghardt)

I am not interested in relationships of color or form or anything else† I am interested only in expressing the basic human emotionsötragedy, ecstasy, doom, and so onöand the fact that lots of people breakdown and cry when confronted with my pictures shows that I communicate with those basic human emotions. The people who weep before my pictures are having the same religious experience I had when I painted them. And if you, as you say, are moved only by their color relationships, then you miss the point!

—Rothko, Mark originally Marcus Rothkovitch

It will be helpful in our mutual objective to allow every man in America to look hisneighbour inthe faceand see a manönot a colour.

—Stevenson, Adlai E(wing)

Than these November skies Is no sky lovelier. The clouds are deep; Into their grey the subtle spies Of colour creep, Changing their high austerity to delight, Till ev'n the leaden interfolds are bright.

—Freeman,John

What Color isYour Parachute?

—Bolles, Richard Nelson

I thought I could not breathe in that fine air That pure severity of perfect lightö I yearned for warmth and colour which I found In Lancelot.

—Tennyson