Color is not something that already exists in sunlight, rather it arises from the conduction of polar opposites (like along the fringes of a sharp black/white edge).

Color is full of feeling — Blue is true, Yellow's jealous, Green's forsaken, Red's brazen, White is love, And black is death.

Color is transformed by movement — Disturb green and it darkens into blue: green leaves turn bluish in the wind. Yellow that charges straight at you shows tints of green. Shake up blue and it deepens into ultramarine. Roughed-up red becomes garnet. The anger that makes man “see red” turns colors blue.

Color is transformed by emotion — The anger that makes man “see red” turns colors blue.

The Compliment is never as good as an insult in this: with compliments, you never know if it's true. With insults, it always comes from the heart.

A Compliment is the toughest thing to take gracefully.

A Compliment is always appreciated — nobody has ever been bored by someone paying them a compliment.

A Compliment is a gift which no person is so poor that he cannot give.

A Diagnosis is arrived at by the doctor first asking the patient what's wrong, and then the patient asking the doctor.

Diagnosis is crucial — disease known is half cured

Diagnosis is important — the beginning of health is to know the disease.

Diagnosis is important — a disease known is half cured.

Grief is a room without doors.

Grief is the essence of humanity — Man, when he does not grieve, hardly exists.

Grief is a great struggle — grief teaches the steadiest minds to waver.

Grief is a developer of the powers of the mind.