How fast does a zebra have to run before it looks gray.
No rival will steal away my sure love; that glory will be my gray hair.
Hair is gray and the firers are burning. So many dreams on the shelf. You say I wanted you to be proud of me. I always wanted that myself.
All cats are not gray after midnight.
It's great to have gray hair. Ask anyone who's bald.
Sure, I’m gray-shading the line that separates stable and crazy, but the point is, there is a line. And I haven’t completely crossed over to lunatic.
To see a hillside white with dogwood bloom is to know a particular ecstasy of beauty, but to walk the gray Winter woods and find the buds which will resurrect that beauty in another May is to partake of continuity.
Women are a decorative sex. They never have anything to say, but they say it charmingly
Madrigal sniffed herself. "I'm almost sure I don't smell. " "Maybe not, but between shining cleanliness and not smelling, there is a vast gray area.
Both of us victims of the same twentieth-century plague. Not the Black Death, this time; the Gray Life.
It is better than going on loving someone who cannot love me back. Better wasting all that feelings" -Tessa gray
They were wrestling with canvases, using violent colors and huge brush strokes. I arrived with gray, silent, sober, oppressed paintings. One critic said they were paintings that thought.
I just love doing sitcoms. I'd be in them till I was gray if they'd have me.
Rosiness is not a worse windowpane than gloomy gray when viewing the world.
Fear is crippling. Fear of the future can convince us that there is no way out and nothing is ever going to get better. Fear is blinding; it can make us miss the warning signs flashing right in front of our eyes. It can also make you miss those brilliant flashes of color, when the world isn't so gray. But, if you think about it, being afraid isn't such a bad thing. Because fear is a reminder that you still have something to lose. Something worth holding onto.
I hope to be on the scene for a long time. I'd love to be old and gray and still be working in this [horror] genre.
. . . in the eyes of her oldest friends and colleagues and extended family, she wasn't a painfully thin seventy-five-year-old gray haired woman dying of cancer- she was a grade school class president, the young friend you gossiped with, a date or double date, someone to share a tent with in Darfur, a fellow election monitor in Bosnia, a mentor, a teacher you'd laughed within a classroom or a faculty lounge, or the board member you'd groaned with after a contentious meeting
For me, the summer will be pure gray - mother-of-pearl gray, very pale gray. To me, this is the big statement for summer. Then we have light blue, light turquoise, lots of pink.
Vancouver is one of my favorite places on earth. It's gray and rainy there a lot of the time, but for some reason, even though it's gray and rainy, I feel like it's a sunny day.
The cool wind blew in my face and all at once I felt as if I had shed dullness from myself. Before me lay a long gray line with a black mark down the center. The birds were singing. It was spring.