Colors, like features, follow the changes of the emotions.
In nature, light creates the color. In the picture, color creates the light.
Life is about using the whole box of crayons.
Color is the place where our brain and the universe meet.
I am in no mood to paint; my fingers are burnt to the bone, and I am color-blind.
I've been forty years discovering that the queen of all colors is black.
Color is a power which directly influences the soul.
Color is the finishing touch on everything.
Mere color, unspoiled by meaning, and unallied with definite form, can speak to the soul in a thousand different ways.
Color is my day-long obsession, joy, and torment.
The purest and most thoughtful minds are those which love color the most.
Colors are the deeds and suffering of light.
Color! What a deep and mysterious language, the language of dreams.
I cannot pretend to feel impartial about colors. I rejoice with the brilliant ones and am genuinely sorry for the poor browns.
Color is the fruit of life.
Colors are the smiles of nature.
I found I could say things with color and shapes that I couldn't say any other way – things I had no words for.
Green is the prime color of the world, and that from which its loveliness arises.