Colored Quotes

The sea was our main entertainment. When company came, we set them before it on rugs, with thermoses and sandwiches and colored umbrellas, as if the water – blue, green, gray, navy or silver as it might be – were enough to watch.

Mr. Tillerson’s obsession with downsizing our diplomacy has colored his time at the State Department.

That music and the lyrical aspects of Razorblade Romance is so personal to me that, now with me being grown up a bit and meeting new people and doing new things, it makes me look at the same things I was writing about back in the day through a different colored lens.

My life, colored by various art forms, has been exposed to diverse music.

I started at Howard in the drama department. At the same time, I was a fledgling member of the Black Repertory Company in Washington, D.C. When I graduated, I had the great fortune of being in the Los Angeles production of ‘For Colored Girls’… And all these years since, I’ve done stage work.

I’ve colored my hair so many times, and nobody tells you the damage it’s going to do! I went blonde and lost all my baby hairs. I’m not coloring it anymore. Never again.

I admit my view of the world is colored by my legal and business experiences at Liberty.

Quakers almost as good as colored. They call themselves friends and you can trust them every time.

I credit my grandmother for my sense of style. She was known for wearing bright, outrageous things because it made people happy and she thought it made her more approachable. When you wear a brightly colored shirt or pants, it shows you don’t take yourself too seriously and it puts everyone around you at ease.

While it is desirable to build up the colored race, we must not sacrifice our best and purest white friends.

My earliest memory is nursing and struggling to see the colored lights making up the map of the world, the famous backdrop for Larry King’s TV show. There’s an ‘I-want-to-do-all-things-at-once’ kind of theme to it.

I have made it possible for many colored women to abandon the washtub for a more pleasant and profitable occupation.

I wear a lot of black, and it’s not because I’m depressed or anything. I like black jeans – they’re pretty much the only colored jeans I wear. James Jeans have the most comfortable fabric. I’d say in general, I dress pretty comfortably.

Whenever I put on a colored thing, I feel like I’m in a costume. Like when I put on a gray shirt.

One person might be able to learn by reading, another will have a good audio memory, and another will make notes in different colored pens. I have a more multi sensory memory – I remember what I was doing when I learnt it and where I was.

Jewelry isn’t a necessity, but sometimes it can bring out my fashion. Sometimes if I’m wearing very dark clothes, like darker colored, black, anything like that, and I put white jewelry on top, it look crazy because it’s like, the contrast of the diamonds and the dark clothes.

Apart from its dangers, much of Iraq isn’t very interesting to look at. The landscape is flat and dun colored. The dirt just beyond the highway is littered with hunks of twisted and mangled metal, some of it the detritus of wars, some of it just unclaimed junk. The countryside looks muddy and broken.

I was the first to wear colored skinny jeans.

I believe it to be a fact that the colored people of this country know and understand the white people better than the white people know and understand them.

I always wear colored prescription contacts for my looks.

I moved from Moscow to Rome with my family and two bicycles in 1998, and spent a lot of that year- and the next – obsessed, I am sorry to admit, with the bicycles. Italy, after all, was a place where thousands of middle-aged men felt perfectly comfortable spending many hours a week in brightly colored spandex.

My view of life is colored by humor and looking at the best in any situation.

It’s a waste of time to think that if you colored a painting red what might have happened if you painted it black.

It’s true that I have never done something like ‘Yaar Dhokebaaz, Pyaar Dhokebaaz.’ I colored my hair golden-brown. I am bare-chested in the song and have my own style of dancing. I thoroughly enjoyed what I was doing.

Americans, the eyes of the world are upon you. How can you expect the world to believe in you and respect your preaching of democracy when you yourself treat your colored brothers as you do?

I am a veteran of the War on Christmas. I am just emerging from a battlefield strewn with dead trees and torn shreds of brightly colored wrapping paper.

Getting away from a white or light colored tuxedo shirt is always a little dangerous. Certain staples shouldn’t be mixed with. Light pink or blue is not bad, but again, you’re just breaking from a classic.

I had a year-round Christmas tree with nothing but colored vinyl 45s hanging on it, like, old Elvis records and stuff.

When I went to Harvard Law School, my first year, I didn’t want people to know I started my education in a colored school. I didn’t want them to know I was the great-grandson of enslaved people. I thought it might diminish me.

I use Redken color on my hair and use mild shampoos that don’t strip your hair of color. If I need to, I’ll use a good colored mousse in between.

We are all woven of different colored threads and strengths and colors. We are all a part of something bigger, a very special part of something that continues to evolve. A more perfect union.

My basics are black, white, or neutral, and I’ll wear a ton of jewelry or carry a brightly colored bag.

Seeing lights being put up along the street and these colored lanterns called parols being put up at people’s houses makes Christmas in Philippines magical.

I was struck after 9/11 by what seemed the assumption that everyone bereaved by that event was suffering the same thing. I wanted to explore how individual grief is, how complicated, how colored by the complexity of the mourner’s relationship with the person who’s died.

When you grow up in a family of languages, you develop a kind of casual fluency, so that languages, though differently colored, all seem transparent to experience.

We’re all colored, or you wouldn’t be able to see anyone.

The hate directed against the colored people here in St. Louis has always given me a sad feeling… How can you expect the world to believe in you and respect your preaching of democracy when you yourself treat your colored brothers as you do?

Through my music teaching and my not absolutely irregular attendance at church, I became acquainted with the best class of colored people in Jacksonville.

If months were marked by colors, November in New England would be colored gray.

I had a great grandmother who believed in so many strange superstitions. She used to tell the future from the things that catch on to the hem of your skirt when you’ve been sewing, and different colored threads would mean different things… Of course, all that influenced me quite a lot as a child.

The event of the landing of these brethren upon our shores is to be, not without its beneficial effect, as well to the colored population of this country, as it promises to be to ill-fated Africa.

Your outlook upon life, your estimate of yourself, your estimate of your value are largely colored by your environment. Your whole career will be modified, shaped, molded by your surroundings, by the character of the people with whom you come in contact every day.

There are a great many colored people who are ashamed of the cake-walk, but I think they ought to be proud of it.

I recognize the Republican party as the sheet anchor of the colored man’s political hopes and the ark of his safety.

Women ought to feel a peculiar sympathy in the colored man’s wrong, for, like him, she has been accused of mental inferiority, and denied the privileges of a liberal education.

One of the things I like to do during an ‘overhaul’ revision is bust out my highlighters and colored pens. Tools like these make me feel like a real writer.

Back in the day, prior to rock and roll, music halls, concert venues were segregated if they allowed black people in at all. You know, there were ropes that went around the sitting sections with signs hanging that would say, ‘Sitting for white patrons only,’ or ‘Colored sitting only.’

The whites come to applaud a Negro performer just like the colored do. When you’ve got the respect of white and colored, you can ease a lot of things.

I like to make colored xeroxes of things. I clip out pictures of Liza Minelli and her husband from magazines and I fax them to people anonymously.

It was just like a dream. I could have ended up with an album that’s not all that different from anything else coming out of Nashville. Mutt made the difference. He took these songs, my attitude, my creativity, and colored them in a way that is unique.

If anyone looks back to the ’70s, ’80s with nostalgic rosy colored glasses and goes, ‘Well, everything was awesome.’ No, everything was not awesome!

I feel like any single woman of color who’s been onstage has a Shakespeare monologue in her back pocket, and a monologue from ‘For Colored Girls.’ It’s just part of what you should have, as a woman of color.

I thought: ‘It would be great to create a series of clothes that looked like that tree.’ Clothes that gave you the green of the leaf and the warm brown of the underside of that leaf and the vanilla colored blossom.

My first play, ‘The Colored Museum,’ was done in ’86 at the Public Theater.

When I was young, I colored in the line drawings in vintage editions of the Oz books that had been handed down through generations in my family. This was a bad thing to do.

I love colors, but I also love rich sounds. And I feel like when it comes to colored ukuleles, people assume they’re cheap or that they’ll have a tinny sound. And I feel like it would be really beautiful to have a rich color but also to have a rich sound.

I didn’t have the kind of talent or personality that kept me dreaming about Hollywood. They don’t hire little colored girls to do this or that. After I got that in my head, I took another direction.

Yes, sir, a patrol car came and took me down to a station where they were trying to develop films, but they hadn’t got the facilities to develop colored film.

The Legislature, which was elected under the Constitution framed and supported by colored men, declared that a man having more than an eighth of African blood in his veins was ineligible to office or a seat in the Legislature of the State of Georgia.

I then realized that I could never be satisfied again with the mere natural charm of my voice, that I had to constantly paint when singing, melting all the colors, expressing reds and blacks that had to be less primary but bursting with subtly colored combinations.

When I was in Year 10 I saw a girl on ‘X Factor’ with a really great, huge afro, so I went to the hairdresser’s to get a weave and achieve the same look. She somehow convinced me to get colored extensions that were way too short, so I ended up looking like ‘Annie.’

Also, when you think about a show that you used to watch as a kid or as a teenager, you look at it through sort of rose colored glasses when you remember it.

I remember when we were called ‘colored,’ and Dr. King would always tell young people not to get upset at what people called you. He said if it is not the name your mother gave you, then smile, keep walking, and that’s exactly what we did.

I remember going with my parents to weddings where the women would arrive covered in black veils, but underneath, they’d be wearing the most exquisite brightly colored Dolce & Gabbana suits. They were like peacocks showing off their tails.

Want to know the best thing about being a professor? Colored chalk.

Race prejudice is not only a shadow over the colored it is a shadow over all of us, and the shadow is darkest over those who feel it least and allow its evil effects to go on.

The colored folks been singing it and playing it just like I’m doin’ now, man, for more years than I know. I got it from them.

My mother is a poet/novelist, and my father was a pianist and cook. Both artists who colored my personality and brain in ways I’m still discovering!

Some praise me because I am a colored girl, and I don’t want that kind of praise. I had rather you would point out my defects, for that will teach me something.

My copy of ‘Night’ is dog-eared. The pages are filled with plastic colored ‘flags’ that are blue, green, purple, and yellow. Vocabulary is in the margins; phrases and sentences are underlined, some with pencil, and some with pen. Many words are circled.

What man or woman of common sense now doubts the intellectual capacity of colored people? Who does not know, that with all our efforts as a nation to crush and annihilate the mind of this portion of our race, we have never yet been able to do it.

I like playing. Guitar… on a loud rock stage… with colored lights. Everything sounds better with colored lights!

I learned to play the git-tar from an old colored man in the streets of Montgomery. He was named Tetot, and he played in a colored street band.

I love the power of the musician who composes and performs. I envy their ability to put a nugget of truth in three minutes of sweat and emotional outpouring, colored entirely from their thoughts.

And also the new excitement and variety of ways that the abstract expressionists were applying paint. You could put it on as though it were colored air and it would be painting.

I had a hair colorist that I knew, so I went to her and had my hair colored, and fortunately, this helped me achieve a very successful modeling career. But, it’s very difficult to maintain red hair.

Jordans? No. I thought mohawks, leather jackets, studs, piercings, colored hair, leopard print, platforms, all the bondage wear, I thought that was the coolest thing.

My own perception of that is somewhat colored by where people ask my advice, which is still, of course, about changes to Python internals or at least standard libraries.

After years in white theaters I dreaded working in colored houses. The noise, the stomping, whistling, and cheering that hadn’t annoyed me when I was young was now something I dreaded.

I was constantly being sought after for money. And the vitriol that came my way from many who felt threatened by controversial aspects of ‘for colored girls’ was often frightening.

The people who typically tell the story of what’s going on in America are from the booming parts of America. The presentation of issues is colored by that.

Lying in bed would be an altogether perfect and supreme experience if only one had a colored pencil long enough to draw on the ceiling.

I do work very hard. I have been very colored by that education. I spent six days a week, seven hours a day training. That will always be the foundation of my work.

Like the Negro League players, I traveled through the segregated south as a young man. Because I was black, I was denied service at many restaurants and could only drink from water fountains marked ‘Colored.’ When I went to the movies, I would have to sit in the Colored balcony.

I’m kind of a beach bum from Florida, and I have a very different style. I like tight-fitting, Euro-fitting clothes, colored pants.

I think we all are kind of colored by whatever we were raised with or what we came up believing in.

The American Catholic Church made statements on racism as far back as the 1940s and ’50s. ‘Colored’ Catholic girls could not live in the dorms at Catholic University – the bishops’ university – up into the 1940s.

Four hundred million in India, and millions everywhere, have told you, precisely, that the colored people are not going to die for anybody: they are going to die for their independence.

I got colored mechanics in the United States Navy Yard for the first time.

If the aristocracy of the whole white race is so to melt in a world of the colored races of the Earth, I for one should only rejoice in such a divine triumph of the sacrificial idea in history; for it would mean the humanization of mankind.

I often think that the night is more alive and more richly colored than the day.

Anything that could be conceived of that would separate black people from white people was devised and codified by someone in some state in the South. There were colored and White waiting rooms everywhere, from doctor’s offices to the bus stations, as people may already know.

Memory is deceptive because it is colored by today’s events.

Race is not something inherent to one’s being: One does feel more or less colored, depending on the situation.

I felt like calling attention to AIDS. I had the AIDS ribbon colored into my hair during the playoffs in ’95.

The people of the North owe to the colored race a deep obligation that is no easy matter to fulfill.

The colored race saved to the noble women of New England and the middle States men on whom they lean today for security and safety. Many of my race, the representatives of these men on the field of battle, sleep in the countless graves of the South.

I have never been able to discover anything disgraceful in being a colored man. But I have often found it inconvenient – in America.

It’s hard to take off the rose colored glasses because I like to enjoy my life to the fullest with a light heart and believe everyone is kind.

We’ve had a great change. Dr King saw to that. I was so grateful to see the ‘colored only’ signs come off the water fountains and bathrooms in the south. But the struggle lives on.

I don’t think baseball owes colored people anything. I don’t think colored people owe baseball anything, either.

I have always been fascinated with precious stones, especially colored ones, and knew that I would eventually join the family business and be a jewelry designer some day.

I’ve been wearing white since my college days. I like color, but if I wear colored clothes now, it would feel like I’m being false. And that’s the worst thing I could be.

I try not to wear foundation unless I have a giant pimple, which sometimes I do. For the red carpet, I may add a brighter colored lip and darker eyes. But my standard is blush and mascara.

I remember that alongside the expected dishes, our family had a few of our own specials too like ‘meen manga curry,’ which had a yummy green colored gravy.

We’re not all thin model types, and we’re not all perfectly colored. It mind-boggles me that somebody would take time out of their life to make someone feel inferior because of something like that. That, to me, is insane.

Ted Cruz, Rand Paul, Mike Lee, and others who raced to the microphones at the slightest hint of Obama overstepping the lines were damn quiet as Trump wildly colored outside the lines of any rational version of executive power.

Some people, like myself, rock colored contacts, crazy hair, and black all year round.

When growing up, I saw segregation. I saw racial discrimination. I saw those signs that said white men, colored men. White women, colored women. White waiting. And I didn’t like it.

I was pleasantly surprised to find out that pirates did wear eye patches and have peg legs and have brightly colored beads. I never knew what the beads were for. They really were for frightening and terrifying their prey.

The cat eye is one of my favorites to rock because you can do so much with it from a thicker, bold look to the thin, simple black line. I sometimes even step it up a notch by adding colored liner or glitter to keep it fun and unique!

I was practically driven to Rome in order to obtain the opportunities for art culture and to find a social atmosphere where I was not constantly reminded of my color. The land of liberty had no room for a colored sculptor.

I grew up in a predominantly Caucasian community, and most of my friends had blonde hair and blue eyes. So I was always straightening my hair, wearing colored contacts, and I never tanned, if I could help it.

In age of consumerism and materialism, I traffic in blue sky and colored air.

Family holidays and weekends are really brightly colored memories, full of my mother and father, rather than our nannies and au pairs.

No one has been barred on account of his race from fighting or dying for America, there are no white or colored signs on the foxholes or graveyards of battle.

Emancipation came to the colored race in America as a war measure. It was an act of military necessity. Manifestly it would have come without war, in the slower process of humanitarian reform and social enlightenment.

There is a great stir about colored men getting their rights, but not a word about the colored women; and if colored men get their rights, and not colored women theirs, you see, the colored men will be masters over the women, and it will be just as bad as it was before.

When I was a kid, I was obsessed with this idea of opening a restaurant back in Indiana on a little pond. The guests would order their dinner and then take a little boat out with a colored flag on the front of it. When the matching color of the flag on their boat went up on a flag pole, their dinner was ready!

Everything I do in my political life is colored by my military service. It was the defining moment in my life and helped me develop the leadership skills that I still utilize.

Because my hair is colored, I always make sure to find shampoos and conditioners that don’t contain sulfates.

The tobacco markets I worked in were segregated. If you went to the bathroom, there was ‘White,’ there was ‘Colored,’ and there was ‘Other.’ I grew up in that.

My first car was a Holden Commodore station wagon. I can’t remember much more about it than that – it was coffee colored, and I think it was four cylinders, so it was really quite weak, but very safe for a young man to be driving.

There was quite a ruckus about the seven ladies in their simple colored dresses. I was truly dumbfounded that I was, right then and there, deemed the biggest threat to black men since cotton pickin’, and not all women were in my corner, either.

I was down in Wilmington, Delaware, doing ‘The Desk Set’ with Shirley Booth. I was at the DuPont Hotel. I walked out, and there was this grill next door called the New England Grill. I loved seafood. They said very nicely, ‘We don’t serve colored people.’