Quotes about yellow
yellow orange color
Orange is an underrated color, it's the second most underrated color after yellow. Michel Gondry
yellow typewriters use
Much as I like owning a Rolls-Royce, I could do without it. What I could not do without is a typewriter, a supply of yellow second sheets and the time to put them to good use. John O'Hara
yellow car earth
How do you caution a fawn about a cigarette a motorist has just flipped from his car window into a patch of yellow grass, or tell a sparrow that winged creatures eventually plummet to earth? James Lee Burke
yellow apples bending-down
The goldenrod is yellow, The corn is turning brown, The trees in apple orchards With fruit are bending down. Helen Hunt Jackson
yellow looks bananas
You should see what she’s wearing, Callie. It’s velvet. Canary yellow velvet. Turban to match. She looks like a furry banana. Sarah MacLean
yellow orange skins
The yellow glistens. It glistens with various yellows, Citrons, oranges and greens Flowering over the skin. Wallace Stevens
yellow what-if life-is
And a question stirred within me: What if he, this yellow-eyed creature, in his disorderly, filthy mound of leaves, in his uncomputed life, is happier than we are? Yevgeny Zamyatin
yellow monkeys teeth
Like pregnant women lose their teeth feeding the stranger, junkies lose their yellow fangs feeding the monkey. William S. Burroughs
yellow people black
If it was so honorable and glorious to be black, why was it the yellow-skinned people among us had so much prestige? Zora Neale Hurston
yellow blue faces
If we've learned anything, it's that the combination of yellow smiley faces and blue polyester vests are irresistible to the inbred. Zach Braff
yellow lovely sun
How lovely yellow is! It stands for the sun. Vincent Van Gogh
yellow orange blue
No blue without yellow and without orange, and if you do blue, then do yellow and orange as well, surely.
yellow color charming
Yellow is capable of charming God.
yellow mad long
The cure for him would be to take a good long look at some potato plants, which have lately had such a deep and distinctive colour and tone, instead of driving himself mad looking at pieces of yellow satin and gold leather.
yellow car bricks
I'd rather drive the yellow brick road, you wouldn't happen to know of a rental car place around. Ryan Stiles
yellow light lines
Remove all the traffic lights, yellow lines, one-way systems and road markings, and let blissful anarchy prevail. I imagine it would produce a kind of harmony. Sadie Jones
yellow blue sky
The sky was yellow and the sun was blue... Robert Hunter
yellow rose care
dear kiara, The women in the shop told me that yellow rose represents friendship and red rose shows love. And the rosery is the only thing i own that i care for, its yours i'm yours C Simone Elkeles
yellow evening window
I've seen it all through the yellow windows of the evening train... Tom Waits
yellow trying green
Try to remember the kind of September When life was slow and oh so mellow Try to remember the kind of September When grass was green and grain so yellow Try to remember the kind of September When you were a young and a callow fellow Try to remember and if you remember Then follow-follow, oh-oh Tom Jones
yellow laughing want
Tris," Tobias says, crouching next to me. His face is pale, almost yellow. There is too much I want to say. The first thing that comes out is, "Beatrice." He laughs weakly. "Beatrice," he amends, and touches his lips to mine. I curl my fingers into his shirt. Veronica Roth
yellow gold jewelry
Gold! gold! gold! gold! Bright and yellow, hard and cold! Thomas Hood
yellow water hot
The gatherd storme is rype; the bigge drops falle;The forswat meadowes smethe, and drenche the raine;The comyng ghastness do the cattle pall,And the full flockes are drivynge ore the plaine;Dashde from the cloudes the waters flott againe;The welkin opes; the yellow levynne flies;And the hot fierie smothe in the wide lowings dies. Thomas Chatterton
yellow orange humanity
Orange is red brought nearer to humanity by yellow. Wassily Kandinsky
yellow tangible littles
I could isolate, consciously, little. Everything seemed blurred, yellow-clouded, yielding nothing tangible. Her inept acrostics, maudlin evasions, theopathies - every recollection formed ripples of mysterious meaning. Everything seemed yellowly blurred, illusive, lost. Vladimir Nabokov
yellow silence golden
Silence isn't golden. It's yellow. Zell Miller