Color (n.) is beautiful only when pure — and if, as Euler held, colours are regular vibrations of the aether perceived as form, they would be beauties in their own right.
Color (n.) in pheasants, crustacea and insects touches only the surface and serves no internal function, as if designed purely for our eyes — eloquently pleading that nature made beauty for us.
Color (n.) are not properties of bodies but modifications of the sense of sight — contingent effects of a particular organization, unlike space.
Color (n.) blindness amid the sharpest sight — and tone-deafness amid the keenest hearing — suggests that colour and tone are not mere sense-impressions but a judging of form.
Color (n.) and tone are nature's language with a higher meaning: the lily's white disposes us to innocence, and red through violet to sublimity, courage, candour, amiability, modesty, constancy, tenderness.
Color (n.) of a cone must be given in experience, though its shape can be made intuitive without any empirical help — the line between what can and cannot be constructed.