Quotessence
Home / Topics / Blue Quotes

Blue Quotes

Browse 2528 quotes about Blue.

Related topics

SkyEyeIfsRedBlue EyesPeopleBlue SkyThinkingKnowsWhiteLooksWorldBlackGreenMenColorLittlesWayCollarsBlue CollarSaidLightWantFirstsBeautifulYellowFacesFeelsDarkEarthMadeHairStillsSunHeartNightCloudsSeaWaterStarsYearsJeansWellsLongTwoI CanBlue JeansOceanBigsMindTreeWantedColourNeedsAirBlue EyedKindMoonTryingStatesHeavenTurnsMeanWindDreamEndsHas BeensMayPlanetsSeemsShouldGuyHandsMomentsSawsSpaceChildrenClearFallLeftRoseSongHumansRememberShowsBrownFeelingsMorningSometimesUseAmericaBookBoysFeltGirlGivingWholeDoeEnoughFlowermore

Blue Quotes

“The advice I continually give to young writers is this, "Learn to paint pictures with words." Not just once upon a time, but ... In the long secret dust of ages, beneath a blue forgotten sky, where trade winds caress the sun bleached shores of unknown realms ... See, as much as there are words in poetry, there is a poetry in words. Use it, stay faithful to the path you have set your heart upon and follow it.”

GivingWritingHeartLongUseAgeYoungSecretSunPathSkyAdviceWindBlueTradePaintForgottenDustFaithfulRealmsShoreOnce Upon A TimeCaressYoung Writers
Author:Brian Jacques
Create image

“Bears are made of the same dust as we, and they breathe the same winds and drink of the same waters. A bear's days are warmed by the same sun, his dwellings are overdomed by the same blue sky, and his life turns and ebbs with heart pulsing like ours. He was poured from the same first fountain. And whether he at last goes to our stingy Heaven or not, he has terrestrial immortality. His life, not long, not short, knows no beginning , no ending. To him life unstinted, unplanned, is above the accidents of time, and his years, markless and boundless, equal eternity.”

KnowsYearsFirstsHeartLongMadeLastsTurnsHeavenWaterSunSkyAdventureWindBearsDrinkEqualEternityBlueBreatheAccidentsDustImmortalityFountainDwellingBoundlessBlue SkyStingy
Author:John Muir
Create image

“No radiant pearl which crested Fortune wears, No gem that twinkling hangs from Beauty's ears, Not the bright stars which Night's blue arch adorn, Nor rising suns that gild the vernal morn, Shine with such lustre as the tear that flows Down Virtue's manly cheek for others' woes.”

NightStarsBeautySunVirtueTearsFlowEarsBlueShiningFortuneRisingCheeksWoePearlsRadiantManlyGemsArchesTwinklingBright StarTwinkling StarsRadiant Beauty
Book:Containing the loves of the plants
Create image

“May your trails be dim, lonesome, stony, narrow, winding and only slightly uphill. May the wind bring rain for the slickrock potholes fourteen miles on the other side of yonder blue ridge. May God's dog serenade your campfire, may the rattlesnake and the screech owl amuse your reverie, may the Great Sun dazzle your eyes by day and the Great Bear watch over you by night.”

MayEyeNightSidesWatchesSunDogWindBearsRainBlueMilesOver YouTrailsFourteenOwlReverieLonesomeDazzleRidgesCampfireRattlesnakesPotholes
Author:Edward Abbey
Create image

“June marked the end of spring on California's central coast and the beginning of five months of dormancy that often erupted in fire. Mustard's yellow robes had long since turned red, then brown. Fog and sun mixed to create haze. The land had rusted. The mountains, once blue-hued with young oaks and blooming ceanosis, were tan and gray. I walked across the fallen blossoms of five yucca plants: only the bare poles of their stems remained to mark where their lights had shone the way.”

WayLongEndsLightYoungNatureSunFireFiveLandMonthsMountainSpringRedMarkBluePlantCaliforniaFallenBrownGrayYellowStemCoastFogJuneOaksRobesBloomingHazeMustard
Author:Gretel Ehrlich
Create image

“Spring had come. Despite the many wet and gusty days which April had thrust in rude challenge upon reluctant May, in the glory of the triumphant sun which flooded the concave blue of heaven and the myriad shaded green of earth, the whole world knew to-day, the whole world proclaimed that spring had come. The yearly miracle had been performed.”

WorldMayBookWholeEarthHeavenChallengesSunSpringGloryMiracleBlueGreenWhole WorldDespiteWetRudeAprilThrustReluctantTriumphant
Book:The Major
Create image

“Look at the bow in the cloud, in the very rain itself. That is a sign that the sun, though you cannot see it, is shining still -- that up above beyond the cloud is still sunlight and warmth and cloudless blue sky.”

LooksStillsWarLightDarknessSunSkyMilitaryRainBlueShiningCloudsWarmthBowsSunlightBlue SkyDarkness To Light
Book:Out of the Deep: Words for the Sorrowful: Easyread Super Large 18pt Edition
Create image

“It was October again ... a glorious October, all red and gold, with mellow mornings when the valleys were filled with delicate mists as if the spirit of autumn had poured them in for the sun to drain - amethyst, pearl, silver, rose, and smoke-blue. The dews were so heavy that the fields glistened like cloth of silver and there were such heaps of rustling leaves in the hollows of many-stemmed woods to run crisply through.”

IfsRunningSpiritMorningSunFieldsRedGoldBlueFilledRoseHeavyWoodsSmokeGloriousSilverAutumnValleysDelicatePearlsMistDewOctoberDrainsMellowAmethyst
Book:L. M. MONTGOMERY – Premium Collection: Novels, Short Stories, Poetry & Autobiography (Including Anne Shirley Novels, Chronicles of Avonlea & The Story Girl Series): Anne of Green Gables, Anne of Avonlea, Anne of the Island, Anne's House of Dreams, Rainbow Valley, The Golden Road, Kilmeny of the Orchard, The Watchman, Songs of the Sea & many more
Create image

“If one might wish for impossibilities, I might then wish that my children might be well versed in physical science, but in due subordination to the fulness and freshness of their knowledge on moral subjects. ... Rather than have it the principal thing in my son's mind, I would gladly have him think that the sun went round the earth, and that the stars were so many spangles set in the bright blue firmament.”

IfsThinkingMindWellsChildrenMightEarthScienceWishStarsMoralSunSubjectsSonBlueRoundsDuesMy ChildrenMy SonPrincipalImpossibilityFreshnessPhysical ScienceFirmamentSubordination
Author:Tom Arnold
Create image

“We have seen that the Son of God created the world for this very end, to communicate Himself in an image of His own excellency. ... When we behold the light and brightness of the sun, the golden edges of an evening cloud, or the beauteous (rain)bow, we behold the adumbrations of His glory and goodness; and in the blue sky, of his mildness and gentleness.”

WorldEndsLightSunSkyCreationSonGoodnessGloryRainBlueCloudsEdgesCommunicateGoldenEveningBowsGentlenessBrightnessBlue SkyMildness
Author:Jonathan Edwards
Create image

“I have never seen the sea quiet round Treasure Island. The sun might blaze overhead, the air be without a breath, the surface smooth and blue, but still these great rollers would be running along all the external coast, thundering and thundering by day and night; and I scarce believe there is one spot in the island where a man would be out of earshot of their noise.”

MenBelieveStillsMightWould BeRunningNightSunAirSeaQuietBreathsBlueRoundsSurfaceTreasureNoiseSpotsIslandsSmoothCoastDay And NightScarceOverheadTreasure Island
Book:Collected Adventure Tales: Treasure Island, Kidnapped, Catriona, The Wrecker, The Ebbe-Tide, St Ives, Island Nights' Entertainments, The Adventure of the Hansom Cab and more (Illustrated Edition): The Black Arrow: A Tale of the Two Roses, The Adventure of Prince Florizel and a Detective, The Misadventures of John Nicholson, Adventures of David Balfour (Novels and short stories )
Create image

“It was about eleven o'clock in the morning, mid October, with the sun not shining and a look of hard wet rain in the clearness of the foothills. I was wearing my powder-blue suit, with dark blue shirt, tie and display handkerchief, black brogues, black wool socks with dark little clocks on them. I was neat, clean, shaved and sober, and I didn't care who knew it. I was everything the well-dressed private detective ought to be. I was calling on four million dollars.”

WellsLooksLittlesHardCareBlackDarkMorningMillionsSunFourOughtCallingRainBlueDollarsShiningCleanSuitsClockShirtsTiesDisplayWetSoberDetectivesElevenMillion DollarsNeatOctoberSockPowderWoolWell DressedHandkerchiefsClearnessDark BlueBig SleepBrogues
Book:The Big Sleep & Farewell, My Lovely
Create image

“He domesticated and developed the native wild flowers. He had one hill-side solidly clad with that low-growing purple verbena which mats over the hills of New Mexico. It was like a great violet velvet mantle thrown down in the sun; all the shades that the dyers and weavers of Italy and France strove for through centuries, the violet that is full of rose colour and is yet not lavender; the blue that becomes almost pink and then retreats again into sea-dark purple—the true Episcopal colour and countless variations of it.”

SidesDarkSunGrowingSeaCenturyFlowerLowsBlueRoseHillsFranceColourNativeThrownShadeMexicoRetreatVioletPurpleVariationVelvetLavenderNew MexicoWeavers
Book:Death Comes for the Archbishop
Create image

“The light was leaving in the west it was blue The children's laughter sang and skipping just like the stones they threw the voices echoed across the way its getting late It was just another night with the sun set and the moon rise not so far behind to give us just enough light to lay down underneath the stars listen to papas translations of the stories across the sky we drew our own constellations”

WayGivingChildrenEnoughStoriesLightNightStarsVoiceBehindsSunSkyMoonLateLaughterStonesBlueLaysWestLeavingTranslationsConstellationsPapaSun SetMoon Rise
Author:Jack Johnson
Create image

“Well. Then we had the irises, rising beautiful and cool on their tall stalks, like blown glass, like pastel water momentarily frozen in a splash, light blue, light mauve, and the darker ones, velvet and purple, black cat's ears in the sun, indigo shadow, and the bleeding hearts, so female in shape it was a surprise they'd not long since been rooted out. There is something subversive about this garden of Serena's, a sense of buried things bursting upwards, wordlessly, into the light, as if to point, to say: Whatever is silenced will clamor to be heard, though silently.”

IfsWellsHeartLongLightBeautifulBlackWaterSunHeardShapesShadowFemaleGardenCatEarsBlueSurpriseGlassesRisingTallBuriedRootedFrozenPurpleBleedingStalkingSubversiveVelvetBurstingClamorIrisesIndigoBlack CatBleeding HeartPastelLight Blue
Book:The Handmaid's Tale
Create image

“When I go biking, I repeat a mantra of the day's sensations: bright sun, blue sky, warm breeze, blue jay's call, ice melting and so on. This helps me transcend the traffic, ignore the clamorings of work, leave all the mind theaters behind and focus on nature instead. I still must abide by the rules of the road, of biking, of gravity. But I am mentally far away from civilization. The world is breaking someone else's heart.”

WorldMindHeartStillsHelpingBehindsSunFocusSkyCivilizationTheaterBlueWarmIceRepeatsHelp MeSensationsGravityFar AwayTrafficBreezeMeltingMantrasBlue SkyBikingBreaking SomeoneBlue Jays
Author:Diane Ackerman
Create image

“Far out in the uncharted backwaters of the unfashionable end of the western spiral arm of the Galaxy lies a small unregarded yellow sun. Orbiting this at a distance of roughly ninety-two million miles is an utterly insignificant little blue green planet whose ape-descended life forms are so amazingly primitive that they still think digital watches are a pretty neat idea.”

ThinkingLittlesStillsTwoIdeasEndsFormScienceLyingWatchesMillionsSunPlanetsArmsBlueGreenDistanceWesternMilesDigitalYellowPrimitiveGalaxyInsignificantNinetyApesNeatCosmologySpiralsUnchartedHitchhikers Guide To The GalaxyHitchhikers GuideHikerBlue PlanetYellow Sun
Book:The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy Omnibus: A Trilogy in Four Parts
Create image

“A crippled child Said, "How shall I dance?" Let your heart dance We said. Then the invalid said: "How shall I sing?" Let your heart sing We said Then spoke the poor dead thistle, "But I, how shall I dance?" Let your heart fly to the wind We said. Then God spoke from above "How shall I descend from the blue?" Come dance for us here in the light We said. All the valley is dancing Together under the sun, And the heart of him who joins us not Is turned to dust, to dust.”

HeartChildrenSaidLightTogetherPoorSunWindBlueDancingDustSpokesValleysCrippledThistlesDust To Dust
Author:Gabriela Mistral
Create image

“It was the kind of pure, undiffused light that can only come from a really hot blue sky, the kind that makes even a concrete highway painful to behold and turns every distant reflective surface into a little glint of flame. Do you know how sometimes on very fine days the sun will shine with a particular intensity that makes the most mundane objects in the landscape glow with an unusual radiance, so that buildings and structures you normally pass without a glance suddenly become arresting, even beautiful? Well, they seem to have that light in Australia nearly all the time.”

KnowsWellsKindLittlesSometimesLightSeemsBeautifulTurnsKnow HowSunSkyObjectsBuildingParticularFinePureHotBlueStructureShiningPainfulSurfaceLandscapeFlamesAustraliaDo You KnowIntensityUnusualConcreteGlancesHighwaysMundaneRadianceBlue SkyArrestingFine Day
Author:Bill Bryson
Create image

“The vestibule door opens onto a June morning so fine and scrubbed Classira pauses at the threshold as she would at the edge of a pool, watching the turquoise water lapping at the tiles, the liquid nets of sun wavering in the blue depths. As if standing at the edge of a pool she delays for a moment the plunge, the quick membrane of chill, the plain shock of immersion.”

IfsMomentsWaterMorningSunDoorsFineStandingBlueDepthEdgesShockPoolPausesDelayChillJuneLiquidThresholdPlungeImmersionWaveringTilesTurquoiseMembranes
Book:The Hours: A Novel
Create image

“So all night long the storm roared on: The morning broke without a sun; In tiny spherule traced with lines Of Nature’s geometric signs, In starry flake, and pellicle, All day the hoary meteor fell; And, when the second morning shone, We looked upon a world unknown, On nothing we could call our own. Around the glistening wonder bent The blue walls of the firmament, No cloud above, no earth below,— A universe of sky and snow!”

WorldLongEarthNightUniverseLinesWonderMorningSunSkyWallBlueCloudsStormTinySnowBrokeBentAll NightFirmamentFlakesMeteorsGeometric
Book:Poems of Nature, Poems Subjective and Reminiscent and Religious Poems, Complete Volume II., the Works of Whittier
Create image

“I have no idea how he knows when I need him. We can go weeks without speaking, and then, when my blue moods threaten to turn black, he will show up and tell me my moods are azure indigo cerulean cobalt periwinkle and suddenly the blue will not seem so dark, more like the color of a noon-bright sky. He brings the sun.”

KnowsNeedsIdeasShowsSeemsTurnsBlackDarkSunWeekSkyColorBlueMoodNo IdeaNoonAzureIndigoRealm Of PossibilityPeriwinkleI Need HimCobalt
Author:David Levithan
Create image

“..she began to stand around the gate and expect things. What things? She didn't know exactly. Her breath was gusty and short. She knew things that nobody ever told her. For instance, the words of the trees and the wind. .. She knew the world was a stallion rolling in the blue pasture of ether. She knew that God tore down the old world every evening and built a new one by sun-up. It was wonderful to see it take form with the sun and emerge from the gray dust of its making.”

KnowsWorldFormSunWonderfulTreeWindBuiltBreathsBlueInstanceDustEveningGatesGrayRollingOld WorldPasturesStallions
Author:Zora Neale Hurston
Create image

“I turn and I look back across the lake. The mist is gone and the ice diminished, the drip of the icicles quick and heavy. The sun is up and the sky is blue empty blue light blue clear blue. I would drink the sky if I could drink it, drink it and celebrate it and let it fill me and become me. I am getting better. Empty and clear and light and blue. I am getting better.”

IfsLooksLightTurnsSunGoneClearSkyDrinkEmptyBlueHeavyIceCelebrateGet BetterIf I CouldLakesMistIciclesLight Blue
Book:A Million Little Pieces
Create image

“I'm so alive. As I stand facing the beauty of the never-ending Pacific Ocean, a late afternoon breeze blows down from the hills behind. As always, it is a beautiful day. The sun is making its final descent. The magic is about to begin. The skies are ready to burn with brilliance, as it turns from a soft blue to a bright orange. Looking towards the West, I stare in awe at the hypnotic power of the waves. A giant curl begins to take form, then breaks with a thundering clap as it crashes on the shore.”

BeautifulFormTurnsBehindsBreakSunAliveMagicSkyReadyOceanLateBlueWestFinalsWaveBlowHillsStaringGiantsAweShoreAfternoonCrashOrangeBreezeBrilliancePacificNever EndingDescentCurlsHypnoticBeautiful DayPacific OceanLate Afternoon
Book:A Child Called It
Create image

“And still the brain continues to yearn, continues to burn, foolishly, with desire. My old man's brain is mocked by a body that still longs to stretch in the sun and form a beautiful shape in someone else's gaze, to lie under a blue sky and dream of helpless, selfless love, to behold itself, illuminated, in the golden light of another's eyes.”

MenStillsDreamBodyLightEyeBeautifulFormLyingDesireBrainSunSkyShapesBlueAgingGoldenOld ManSelflessHelplessSelfless LoveBlue SkyGolden Light
Author:Meg Rosoff
Create image