...the pastel sea of trees and flowers.

The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world's joy.

— Henry Ward Beecher

Long after the last canons fire and the last bombs do BOOM the trees and the flowers will continue to bloom. à

— Stanley Victor Paskavich

Trees and flowers are so important. The idea of blooming is the idea of becoming something different.

— Alessandro Michele

“There are days when you wish to drape pastels to your heart. Calmness is what you seek! Not being answerable is what you crave…

— Neelam Saxena Chandra

The Revolutionary Hill Estates had not been designed to accommodate a tragedy. Even at night, as if on purpose, the development held no looming…

— Richard Yates

“Then we had the irises, rising beautiful and cool on their tall stalks, like blown glass, like pastel water momentarily frozen in a splash,…

— Margaret Atwood

“He also looked very handsome, even though there was a smear of dirt on his gold-hued cheek that she very much wanted to wipe…

— Sarah Beth Durst

“But the kitchen will not come into its own again until it ceases to be a status symbol and becomes again a workshop. It…

— Phyllis McGinley

I don't think I'd get employed if I did pastel eye and a side parting. People would say: 'Get someone else for the job!'

— Claudia Winkleman

I am not exuding anything," said Holly through gritted teeth. Orion tapped her shoulder. "I beg to differ. You're exuding right now, a wonderful…

— Eoin Colfer

In drawing after drawing, pastel after pastel, painting after painting, the contours of Degas's dancing figures become, at a certain point, darkly insistent, tangled…

— John Berger

Savannah is a . . . lovely pastel dream of tight cobbled streets. . . . There are legendary scenes . . . to rival any dreamed up by Tennessee Williams.

— Rosemary Daniell

The years between thirty-five and sixty-five revolve before the passive mind as one unexplained, confusing merry-go-round. True, they are a merry-go-round of ill-gaited and…

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

“I’d have loathed having the word pastel associated with me ever, whether applied to my appearance or my personality.”

— Julie Kibler

“Ah, but she was a pastel wearer. She was forever dead to Sabine.”

— Kresley Cole