The redness was going out of the light now, the remains of the day were a fading pink, the color of wild… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
I see a redness suddenly come Into the evening's anxious breast-- 'Tis the wound of love goes home! — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
We love to see any redness in the vegetation of the temperate zone. It is the color of colors. This plant speaks… — Henry David Thoreau Copy Share Image
