The color of truth is gray.
Some of the critics say, `Where's the gray?,' ... Forget that. A friend of mine sent me an e-mail, `It's nice to see something where things are so clean-cut, not like The Sopranos, where he's a killer, but he's a wonderful family man.'.
The tones of gray, pale turquoise and pink will prevail.
Worry - a God, invisible but omnipotent. It steals the bloom from the cheek and lightness from the pulse; it takes away the appetite, and turns the hair gray.
Most consequential choices involve shades of gray, and some fog is often useful in getting things done.
I've tried doing so, for it was never my intention to paint only with gray. But in the course of my work I have eliminated one color after another, and what has remained is gray, gray, gray!
Gray skies are just clouds passing over.
It is not time for mirth and laughter, the cold, gray dawn of the morning after.
I don't think England is that gray but India is like a long drone.
Through the small tall bathroom window the December yard is gray and scratchy, the tree calligraphic.
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.
On the king's gate the moss grew gray; The king came not. They call'd him dead; And made his eldest son, one day, Slave in his father's stead.
I know what's good for me. I can't play black or gray. I can't be a villain or anything close to one. I have to play white.
People that are 40, they don't sit around at talk about gray hair and how it covers their hair. They talk about highlighting, of course they're covering gray, but they don't talk about it that way. They're going to get their colors because they need a little lightening.
It was post war. It was very gray, very dreary. Everything was still rationed when I first saw the United States in 1951. I went over to visit my sister who was a war bride.
Rosiness is not a worse windowpane than gloomy gray when viewing the world.
Gray hairs are signs of wisdom if you hold your tongue, speak and they are but hairs, as in the young.
It's an art to live with pain... mix the light into gray.
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.
Everything in life is gray, you know.
When you are old and gray and full of sleep, and nodding by the fire, take down this book and slowly read, and dream of the soft look your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep.
By common consent gray hairs are a crown of glory; the only object of respect that can never excite envy.
It is quite possible we may have formed entirely erroneous ideas of what we actually see. The greenish gray patches may not be seas at all, nor the ruddy continents, solid land. Neither may the obscuring patches be clouds of vapor.
Even drawing gray hair at all is difficult to render in black and white.