All The Colors I Am Inside Have Not Been Invented Yet

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Why do two colors, put one next to the other, sing?  Can one really explain this?  No.  ~Pablo Picasso

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My skin is kind of sort of brownish
Pinkish yellowish white.
My eyes are greyish blueish green,
But I’m told they look orange in the night.
My hair is reddish blondish brown,
But it’s silver when it’s wet.
And all the colors I am inside
Have not been invented yet.
~Shel Silverstein, “Colors”

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It is the eye of ignorance that assigns a fixed and unchangeable color to every object; beware of this stumbling block.
~Paul Gauguin

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Colors are the smiles of nature.  ~Leigh Hunt

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Maybe we should develop a Crayola bomb as our next secret weapon.
A happiness weapon. A beauty bomb.
And every time a crisis developed, we would launch one.
It would explode high in the air – explode softly – and send thousands,
millions, of little parachutes into the air.  Floating down to earth – boxes of
Crayolas.  And we wouldn’t go cheap, either – not little boxes of eight.  Boxes
of sixty-four, with the sharpener built right in.  With silver and gold and
copper, magenta and peach and lime, amber and umber and all the rest.  And
people would smile and get a little funny look on their faces and
cover the world with imagination.  ~Robert Fulghum

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Stop counting crayons, just draw pictures.  ~Mark Scharenbroich

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