“I bring a poofy gray down jacket with me wherever I go. It's meant for winter, but I use it most in the summer, when everyone cranks up the air-conditioning.” UseAirSummerWinterGrayJacketsConditioningCrankAir Conditioning Author:Leslie Mann
“Imagination transforms one substance into another. It changes what is into what might be, what was into what might have been. Straw becomes gold, gold straw, and neither is more real nor, I submit, more precious than the other. Pebbles turn into luminous pearls and pearls into little gray rocks, both solid and beautiful, both essential. Human beings take shape from clay, angels' wings are spun out of water, fire gives rise to the long tongues of demons, love emerges out of thin air, and the basic elements reconstitute themselves again and again.” GivingHumansLittlesLongHas BeensRealMightBeautifulTurnsWaterImaginationHuman BeingsFireAirRocksShapesEssentialsElementsAngelGoldWingsTongueSubstanceDemonGraySubmitAgain And AgainPearlsMight Have BeenClayLuminousStrawsPebblesSpunThin AirAngel Wings Book:The Man on the Ceiling Source: The Man on the Ceiling
“From the gardener's point of view, November can be the worst month to be faced: Nature is winding things down, the air is cold, skies are gray, but usually the final mark of punctuation to the year as yet to arrive - the snow; snow that covers all in the garden and marks a mind-set for the end of a year's activity. There is little to do outside except to wait for longer days in the new year and the joys of coming holidays.” YearsMindLittlesEndsJoyWaitingViewsAirSkyWorstMonthsColdActivityGardenMarkFinalsPoint Of ViewSnowHolidayGrayNew YearGardenerNovemberMind SetPunctuationLonger Days Author:H. Peter Loewer
“The gray-green stretch of sandy grass,Indefinitely desolate;A sea of lead, a sky of slate;Already autumn in the air, alas!One stark monotony of stone,The long hotel, acutely white,Against the after-sunset lightWithers gray-green, and takes the grass's tone.” LongWhiteAirSeaSkyStonesGreenGrassToneSunsetHotelAutumnGrayAlasStarksSlateMonotonyDesolateSandy Author:Arthur Symons
“Air pollution is turning Mother Nature prematurely gray.” MotherEnvironmentAirGrayPollutionMother NatureAir Pollution Author:Irv Kupcinet
“When children ask you questions about gray hairs, and wrinkles in the face, and sighs that have no words, and smiles too bright to be carved upon the radiant face by the hands of hypocrisy--when they ask you about kneeling at the altar, speaking into the vacant air, and uttering words to an unseen and in an invisible Presence--when they interrogate you about your great psalms, and hymns, and anthem-bursts of thankfulness, what is your reply to these? Do not be ashamed of the history. Keep steadily along the line of fact. Say what happened to you, and magnify God in the hearing of the inquirer.” ChildrenFactsHandsFacesAsksLinesHappenedAirHairHearingInvisibleHypocrisyAshamedGrayUnseenSighThankfulnessAltarsWrinklesRadiantHymnsPsalmsAnthemVacantKneelingGray HairInquirers Author:Joseph Parker
“The surface of the moon is like nothing here on Earth! It's totally lacking any evidence of life. It has lots of fine, talcum-powderlike dust mixed with a complete variety of pebbles, rocks, and boulders. Many pebbles, fewer rocks, and even fewer boulders naturally make up its surface. The dust is a very fine, overall dark gray. And with no air molecules to separate the dust, it clings together like cement.” EarthTogetherDarkAirRocksFineMoonEvidenceSurfaceDustVarietyGrayFewerLackingMoleculesPebblesCementBoulders Author:Buzz Aldrin