Showing posts with label *Color. Show all posts
Showing posts with label *Color. Show all posts

Monday, January 28, 2008

Each Line On A White Page.



(Today I received a white flower.)


“There's times when you'll think that you mightn't,
There's times when you know that you might;

But the things you will learn from the Yellow and Brown,

They'll 'elp you a lot with the White!”


- Rudyard Kipling


When you focus too long on the "White", you became snow-blind.


-Ghostwise


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“As a white candle In a holy place, So is the beauty Of an aged face”


- Joseph Campbell




It is beautiful because it has been written all over. Each line a story on a white page.

- Ghostwise


Thursday, January 17, 2008

Buy An Inch Of Time With An Inch Of Gold.



(I was given some 'gold' today not real one unfortunately but just as sweet. Chinese New Year is just around the corner and friends and giving "Kam" (Mandarin Orange). So today's post is about gold of a different kind).


“An inch of time is an inch of gold, but you can't buy that inch of time with an inch of gold”

- Chinese Proverbs



The older you get the more value you place on time and less on gold.

- Ghostwise

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“Don't miss all the beautiful colors of the rainbow looking for that pot of gold.”

- Author Unknown


When you are only looking down, you cannot see the color of the sky.

- Ghostwise


Thursday, September 20, 2007

A Box Of Crayon.




While walking in a toy store
The day before today,

I overheard a Crayon Box

With many things to say.

"I don't like red!" said Yellow.

And Green said, "Nor do I!

And no one here likes Orange,
But no one knows quite why."

"We are a box of crayons

that really doesn't get along,"

Said Blue to all the others.

"Something here is wrong!

Well, i bought that box of crayons

And took it home with me

And laid out all the crayons

So the crayons could all see

They watched me as I colored

With Red and Blue and Green

And Black and White and Orange

And every color in between

They watched as Green became the grass

And Blue became the sky.

The Yellow sun was shining bright

On White clouds drifting by.

Colors changing as they touched,

Becoming something new.

They watched me as I colored.

They watched till I was through.

And when I'd finally finished,

I began to walk away.
And as I did the Crayon box

Had something more to say...

"I do like Red!" said the Yellow

And Green said, "So do I!

And Blue you are terrific!

So high up in the sky."

We are a Box of Crayons

Each of us unique,

But when we get together

The picture is complete.


- Anon., Box Of Crayons (Original Author Unknown)



We are all of different colors, it matters and it matters not.

- Ghostwise