
One must go through life, be it red or blue, stark naked and accompanied by the music of a subtle fisherman, prepared at all times for a celebration. —
Francis Picabia

Jeb'd said it was harder for a pretty girl to find work; even white men liked flowers, whether red or pink or blue. —
Shannon Celebi

Roses are red,
violets are blue,
I'm sick of this poem,
you probably are too. —
Anne Mazer

Brighter shades of blue and red than he had ever seen. The —
Brandon Mull

Roses are red violets are blue, God made me pretty, what happened to you? —
Rocky Quicksilver

We were like the three Fates, weaving the story together, threads of gold, red, and midnight blue. —
April Genevieve Tucholke

I tried to make my life colorful with Red, Green and Blue ... ohh god ... my perfection in blending made it white !!! —
Saket Assertive

Roses are red, violets are blue, if I get you in bed, it would be really cool. —
Lauren Oliver

Painting is marvelous; it makes you happier and more patient. Afterwards you do not have black fingers as with writing, but blue and red ones. —
Hermann Hesse

I can read in red.
I can read in blue.
I can read in pickle color too. —
Dr. Seuss

A certain blue enters your soul. A certain red has an effect on your blood-pressure. —
Henri Matisse

Our blood will turn from red to blue, although our money is but new. —
Walter Annenberg

Still a monster, of course, but I cleaned up nicely afterwards, and I was OUR monster, dressed in red, white, and blue 100 percent synthetic virtue. —
Jeff Lindsay

The mercury light doesn't show red. It makes the blood in your skin look blue-black. But see how splendidly it brings out the green in the plants. —
Charles Proteus Steinmetz

I reduced painting to its logical conclusion and exhibited three canvases: red, blue, and yellow. I affirmed: this is the end of painting. —
Alexander Rodchenko

Novels are read
Or their authors are blue.
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Buy their books, post reviews! —
Cheri Gillard

I felt red, white and blue all over. —
Edward Higgins White

Music is not written in red, white and blue. It is written in the heart's blood of the composer. —
Nellie Melba

We all see blue, but some of us see blue as an inflection, a mood, of black or red, while others see blue as its own creature. —
Leah Raeder

Let the red dawn surmise What we shall do, When this blue starlight dies And all is through.
(The Yellow Sign) —
Robert W. Chambers

We've both got into the blue beetle. He got into the red door, I got into the white one. —
Jim Butcher

Roses are red, violets are blue, they got ten, we only got two. —
Gerry Cheevers