I do not believe that the people of Ontario judge their leaders on the basis of race, sexual orientation, colour or religion. I don't believe they hold that prejudice in their hearts.
I always listen to music, my passion and vice is music, I will be denied access to heaven because of the number of CDs I own, and I have gluttony for all types and colours of music.
At heart I've always been a music fan. That part of me has never changed since I was a little kid, sitting in a room watching a record go round, looking at the colour of the labels.
I'm quite arty. I didn't know whether to become an artist or musician but I realised I could paint with music. All my songs have colours.
Although I am basically self taught, I consider Debussy my teacher - the most important elements are colour, light and shadow.
Sometimes you meet someone, and even though you never liked brown eyes before, their eyes are your new favourite colour.
I cannot pretend to be impartial about the colours. I rejoice with the brilliant ones, and am genuinely sorry for the poor browns.
In the village, a sage should go about Like a bee, which, not harming Flower, colour or scent, Flies off with the nectar.
We colour and mould according to the wants within us whatever our eyes bring in.
The life where nothing was ever unexpected. Or inconvenient. Or unusual. The life without colour, pain or past.
If there’s one shade a woman of colour can’t wear it’s got to be the one everyone expects, hasn’t it?
We stay this way until twilight colours the window and the hour calls me home
While art thrives on the blazing colours of scandal, literature blossoms on the dark soil of tragedy.
BLUE, THE colour of the sky, of the ocean, of certain stars and planets and the hue of the bluest eyes you have ever seen.
You know, I always say white is not a colour, white is an attitude, and if you haven't got trillions of dollars in the bank that you don't need, you can't be white.
Willem de Kooning as an artist is insane, Sonia Rykiel is amazing for her colour sensibility, and Ettore Sottsass was an architect and product designer who sometimes created clothes to go with his other designs.
Bright colours in the west, giant butterflies dancing as night crept like a cripple toward the east.
Grey has no agenda. . . . Grey has the ability, that no other colour has, to make the invisible visible.
How many spanks have you had, Julia?” Damien asked. “Two, Sir.” “What colour are you on?” “Mortification,” she mumbled.
Beside her I felt grey, like she had all the colours I'd ever need.
Lifes like a painters palette, just when you've got everything worked out the colours change
