#gray

By common consent gray hairs are a crown of glory; the only object of respect that can never excite envy. ↗

— George Bancroft

#consent #crown #envy #excite #glory

Life is a wretched gray Saturday, but it has to be lived through. ↗

— Anthony Burgess

#life #life is a #lived #saturday #through

You may not have noticed, but I’m not what you’d call conventionally beautiful. In fact, you might say that I’m the opposite of that. Say, you know - to vocalize, sometimes ad nauseam? Do you think that there’s any minute in any day when I’m not aware of how big I am? Do you think there’s a single minute that goes by when I’m not thinking about how other people see me? Even though I have no control whatsoever over that? Don’t get me wrong - I love my body. But I’m not so much of an idiot to think that everybody else loves it. What really gets to me- what really bothers me - is that it’s all people see. ↗

— David Levithan

#will-grayson-will-grayson #beauty

Gray hair is God's graffiti. ↗

— Bill Cosby

#gray #gray hair #hair

We don't often look into these unpleasant details of our great struggle. We all prefer to think that every man who wore the blue or gray was a Philip Sidney at heart. ↗

— Rebecca Harding Davis

#details #every #every man #gray #great

It's an art to live with pain... mix the light into gray. ↗

— Eddie Vedder

#gray #into #light #live #mix

My role models in the business were the older guys on my team when I first got there: Gray Scott, Adrian Smith, Roland Taylor. These were the guys who took me under their wing, and really schooled me in terms of what the business was about. ↗

— Julius Erving

#adrian #business #first #got #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. ↗

— Gianni Versace

#blue #gray #light #lots #me

She smiled. Her skin looked whiter than he recalled, and dark spidery veins were beginning to show beneath its surface. Her hair was still the color of spun silver and her eyes were still green as a cat’s. She was still beautiful. Looking at her, he was in London again. He saw the gaslight and smelled the smoke and dirt and horses, the metallic tang of fog, the flowers in Kew Gardens. He saw a boy with black hair and blue eyes like Alec’s, heard violin music like the sound of silver water. He saw a girl with long brown hair and a serious face. In a world where everything went away from him eventually, she was one of the few remaining constants. And then there was Camille. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#city-of-fallen-angels #jem-carstairs #magnus-bane #tessa-gray #will-herondale

But I was never, you know, when I see some kids today who are close to their parents, close to their friends... I think it's simply wonderful. I was not a happy kid. Back in those days, I remember the sick, gray days were better. Because when it was sunny I'd feel worse. ↗

— Mike Wallace

#because #better #close #days #feel