“What a noise we'll make among the drab and dull, how we'll...wait, I want more green. I hope I did not imply I only wanted your colors. We can't turn a cold shoulder to green, and blue, and purple, for the sake of all ordered things, how can you dismiss purple? Call [him] back and tell him of my need of purple!”
Source: River Secrets
“I run my hands down the fabric and trace the intricate pattern. The maple leaves are hand-painted, outlined in gold and silver on a peach background. Mom's kimono is light orange and ombre the color of the sunset, with cranes alighting from the hem. The gowns are yūzen kimonos, part of a dying art in Japan.”
Source: Tokyo Dreaming
“Of the possible shades of indigo dyeing, a deep navy blue was employed most frequently. As a result, ko-ya, the name of the dyers who used it, became a kind of synonym for the whole hand-dyeing industry. The demand for navy blue kept ko-ya so busy that they hardly had time to dye their own clothing; this gave rise to the phrase “a ko-ya who wears white,” which referred in general to anyone too busy attending to the needs of others to attend to his own.”
Source: The Colors of Japan: Background, Characteristics and Creation
“I happen to be of an almost extinct breed, an old-fashioned gentleman--which means I can be a real revolving son of a bitch when it suits me.”
Source: Stranger in a Strange Land
“If I weren’t a gentleman, I would pound you into the ground right now.” He unfisted his hands in order to dismiss the temptation.”
Source: The Duchess' Ring
“Love and Hate,
A spectrum of human emotion,
Intertwined like day and night,
Longing for Dominance,
Through an eternal fight.”
Source: The Dichotomy Within: Verses Celebrating the Beauty of Human Paradox
“Pray, O tell me,
For what is meaning without its counterpart?”
Source: The Dichotomy Within: Verses Celebrating the Beauty of Human Paradox
“It was the sunlight coming through the window that woke Alex up; mother nature's own alarm clock rudely snapped him back to consciousness. The white light poured in so arrogantly that it was too much for his eyes to handle. Squinting did not seem enough to defend against it and the light slipped between his fingers when he held up his hand in an attempt to shield his eyes.”
Source: Halfway To Nowhere
“Inshore, across the pellucid jade-green waters of the bay, gently ruffled by the north-easterly breeze that was sweetly tempering the torrid heat of the sun, rose the ramage of masts and spars of the shipping riding there at anchor.”
Source: The Black Swan
“You know the feeling when you're falling? When you take a step onto what used to be sold ground and suddenly it just falls out from under you? You start to spiral slowly, gathering speed until you know that you are within seconds from hitting the ground, and you're praying that you'll hit, that everything will just disappear, that everything you've been fighting to escape will just consume you and everything will be over. But then the ground doesn't come and you just keep falling and falling and falling, trapped in a nightmare that will never end.”
Source: Consigned to Oblivion