Man, Sub-creator, the refracted light through whom is splintered from a single White to many hues, and endlessly combined in living shapes… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
By death the moon was gathered in Long ago, ah long ago; Yet still the silver corpse must spin And with another's… — Julian Huxley Copy Share Image
Colored lights shone right across the northern sky, leaping and flaring, spreading in rainbow hues from horizon to zenith: blood red to… — Celia Rees Copy Share Image
When Freedom from her mountain-height Unfurled her standard to the air, She tore the azure robe of night, And set the stars… — Joseph Rodman Drake Copy Share Image
The type of acting that I'm interested in, that I aspire to, is where I try and drag a lot of myself… — Tobias Menzies Copy Share Image
At present I absolutely want to paint a starry sky. It often seems to me that night is still more richly coloured… — Vincent Van Gogh Copy Share Image
It was the rainbow gave thee birth, and left thee all her lovely hues. — W. H. Davies Copy Share Image
No tree in all the grove but has its charms, Though each its hue peculiar. — William Cowper Copy Share Image
The hues of bliss more brightly glow, Chastis'd by sabler tints of woe. — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
We should be long past applauding politicians of any hue: they got us into this mess. The best deserve a probationary opportunity… — Gerald Warner Copy Share Image
Untested assumptions and lazy habits of thought can be shown up, once put in a spotlight of a different hue. — Julian Baggini Copy Share Image
Afflictions have the same use and end to our souls, that frosty weather hath upon those clothes that are laid and bleaching,… — John Flavel Copy Share Image
Your fame is as the grass, whose hue comes and goes, and His might withers it by whose power it sprang from… — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
In painting, whether colour reflection is apparent or not, every hue must echo neighbouring hues, so that homogeneity may be attained. — Walter J. Phillips Copy Share Image
Time strips our illusions of their hue, And one by one in turn, some grand mistake Casts off its bright skin yearly… — Lord Byron Copy Share Image
There is in hell a place stone-built throughout, Called Malebolge, of an iron hue, Like to the wall that circles it about. — Dante Alighieri Copy Share Image
With Christians, a poetical view of things is a duty. We are bid to color all things with hues of faith, to… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
You must try to match your colors as nearly as you can to those you see before you, and you must study… — William Merritt Chase Copy Share Image
Coal-black is better than another hue In that it scorns to bear another hue; For all the water in the ocean Can… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
And as, when all the summer trees are seen So bright and green, The Holly leaes a sober hue display Less bright… — Robert Southey Copy Share Image
Give me artificial flowers - porcelain and metal glories - neither fading nor decaying, forms unaging. Flowers of the splendid gardens of… — C.P. Cavafy Copy Share Image
The whole east was flecked With flashing streaks and shafts of amethyst, While a light crimson mist Went up before the mounting… — Epes Sargent Copy Share Image
The mental powers acquire their full robustness when the cheek loses its ruddy hue, and the limbs their elastic step; and pale… — Thomas Guthrie Copy Share Image
Not a flower But shows some touch, in freckle, streak or stain, Of his unrivall'd pencil. He inspires Their balmy odors, and… — William Cowper Copy Share Image
Here eglantine embalm'd the air, Hawthorne and hazel mingled there; The primrose pale, and violet flower, Found in each cliff a narrow… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
Laughter tends to mock the pompous and the pretentious; all man's boastful gadding about, all his pretty pomps, his hoary customs, his… — Sean O'Casey Copy Share Image
The garden rose may richly bloom In cultured soil and genial air, To cloud the light of Fashion's room Or droop in… — John Greenleaf Whittier Copy Share Image
The trees bathed their great heads in the waves of the morning, while their roots were planted deep in gloom; save where… — George MacDonald Copy Share Image
In summer we live out of doors, and have only impulses and feelings, which are all for action, and must wait commonly… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
Art is universal. It unites mankind in common brotherhood. As a missionary of civilization, its message is both to heart and mind.… — James Jackson Jarves Copy Share Image
Souls cross ages like clouds cross skies, an' tho' a cloud's shape nor hue nor size don't stay the same, it's still… — David Mitchell Copy Share Image
Color is a major element in scale. A small room can have a larger look by the use of closely related values,… — Van Day Truex Copy Share Image
For me, painting is that magical material, that beautiful stuff that was invented, the ground-up pigments in oil which makes it very… — Nathan Oliveira Copy Share Image
But hail thou Goddess sage and holy, Hail, divinest Melancholy, Whose saintly visage is too bright To hit the sense of human… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Iris all hues, roses, and jessamine Reared high their flourished heads between, and wrought Mosaic; underfoot the violet, Crocus, and hyacinth with… — John Milton Copy Share Image
Morning drew on apace. The air became more sharp and piercing, as its first dull hue: the death of night, rather than… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
