“Life might seem gray at times like this especially the way it has been so far, but there’s a color that never fades, a color that brings hope, the color of light.”

Even if someone isn’t with you, you still have love in your heart. You will always have this love because no one can take away what’s in your heart.

All of our lives we seem to be searching for something only to find it was there all along.

We can look for beauty in the mirror, but the mirror only reflects one aspect of who we are.

As her words became poetry, the poetry became a song. As her heart became his, he became one with her.

You never know what’s going to happen or when things might change but you still have to keep going because life isn’t going to stop for you.

Love is the song we all carry forever in our hearts. It never leaves us.

We live in a world that is like art painted by the light in so many colors.

We’re all looking for something, but all it really is, is love in some way or another.

Behind every face there is so much more.

With night came the moon, and I saw the stars. Looking for the light, I found it in you and myself.

She looked for him all over only to find that he was already here.

There is a dream in you. You just have to believe.

Some places stay like an old memory that no matter where you are or where you go, that place is always with you like home.

Every heart carries love and light. No one can ever take that away.

They say the sky is the limit. But there is no limit to how far you can go.

Wherever you are, wherever you are going, just look within.

It gives men courage and ambition and the nerve for anything. It has the colour of gold, is clear as a glass and shines after dark as if the sunshine were still in it.

The contrast was incredible.

Can anything good come of a backward way of thinking like judging someone based on skin color? No way.

Today we reject the notion of equality between a regime that belongs to the democratic world – even if it is conservative and disagreeable – and a totalitarian dictatorship, whether its colors are black, red, or green.

My real hair color is kind of a dark blonde. Now I just have mood hair.

Love overcomes hate. Love has no color. Love has no orientation. All is love.

I’ve got a great eye for color. I’m like a chick.

I painted the picture, and in the colors the rhythm of the music quivers. I painted the colors I saw.