Shade Quotes

The world isn't black and white, Annie, it's shades of grey.

In a dark time, the eye begins to see / I meet my shadow in the deepening shade...Dark, dark my light, and darker my desire.

Your life is a blank, and you're barely a shade across it.

I have been allowed to inhabit different shades of human nature and different colours of truth indifferent circumstances.

and when they pulled her from the wreck, you know, she still had on her shades

Life is a canvas of many strokes where shades from different palettes meet into a picture so concrete that some forget it is their own, so become framed themselves.

Before me floats an image, man or shade, / Shade more than man, more image than a shade.

Anticipated rents, and bills unpaid, Force many a shining youth into the shade, Not to redeem his time, but his estate, And play the fool, but at the cheaper rate.

The gloomy shade of death.

Gardens are not made by singing 'Oh, how beautiful, ' and sitting in the shade.

People only throw shade on what's shining

Smart people that like good health spend several hours outdoors daily in the shade of trees.

Night never needs a shade but it requires to fade into the grin of twinkling stars where light is just a glint of scars

It is in the shade that you look up at a tree and appreciate its efforts.

Darkness is more than a shade of nightfall. It is a feeling as though there has been an eclipse not only within what should be a vibrant life inside you but in all that is good around you.

Like the moon shining bright Up high with all its grace, I can only show you at night And hide half of my face.

nothing can block your light. what's for you will be yours even when shade is thrown

I am the shade. Through the dolent city, i flee. Through the eternal woe, i take flight..

You hide it well, but I can see it, Lord Verniers. You hate us. We have beaten you to obedience but it's still there, like dry tinder waiting for a spark.

Let all the green leaves be mineas long as the trees define shades created by their limbsfor the soil made with victimsof atrocity's vileness to redeem the fragileness

But race is not biology

Don't lie to a liar,

Oh, hey, kettle, I’m pot and wow, you’re black.” - Owen

I've had nothing to do with the intelligence world since I left it, in any shade or variety.