She also considered very seriously what she would look like in a little cottage in the middle of the forest, dressed in a melancholy gray and holding communion only with the birds and trees; a life of retirement away from the vain world; a life into which no man came. It had its attractions, but she decided that gray did not suit her.
A.A. MilneWhen I was a little girl, everything in the world fell into either of these two categories: wrong or right. Black or white. Now that I am an adult, I have put childish things aside and now I know that some things fall into wrong and some things fall into right. Some things are categorized as black and some things are categorized as white. But most things in the world aren't either! Most things in the world aren't black, aren't white, aren't wrong, aren't right, but most of everything is just different. And now I know that there's nothing wrong with different, and that we can let things be different, we don't have to try and make them black or white, we can just let them be grey. And when I was a child, I thought that God was the God who only saw black and white. Now that I am no longer a child, I can see, that God is the God who can see the black and the white and the grey, too, and He dances on the grey! Grey is okay.
C. JoyBell C.Mots clés life inspirational learning god inspirational-quotes different living growth right-and-wrong life-lessons life-and-living growing inspirational-life childish differences living-life childishness black-and-white grey wrong-and-right greyness
Quit calling me Grey. It makes me sound like I’m a boy. Like Dorian Gray.”
“Dorian who?”
I sighed. “Just think up something else. Plain old Nora works too, you know.”
“Sure thing, Gumdrop.”
I grimaced. “I take that back. Let’s stick with Grey.
Mots clés silence scott nora hush grey becca gumdrop fitzpatrick
I would wear pink because I knew my future was anything but rosy. I would accessorize myself to the hilt, and I would wear flirty shoes because my world needed more beauty to counter all the ugliness in it. I would wear pink because I hated gray, I didn’t deserve white, and I was sick of black.
Karen Marie MoningMots clés beauty black white pink grey
She hated that will had this effect on her. Hated it. She knew better. She knew what he thought of her. That she was worth nothing. And still a look from him could make her tremble with mingled hatred and longing. It was like poison in her blood, to which Jem was the only antidote.
Cassandra ClareMots clés will jem james william tessa carstairs herondale grey
Dear God, woman,"said Will. "Are there any questions you don't want to know the answer to?
Cassandra ClareMots clés will tessa herondale grey
I've never wanted more, until I met you. - Christian Grey, Fifty Shades of Grey
E.L. JamesMots clés love christian grey e-l-james fifty-shades-of-grey
All the color had been leached from Winterfell until only grey and white remained. The Stark colors. Theon did not know whether he ought to find that ominous or reassuring. Even the sky was grey. The eyes of the bride were brown. Big and brown and full of fear.
George R.R. MartinMots clés sad wedding grey winterfell arya-stark jeyne-poole theon-greyjoy
He banged on the side of the carriage. "Thomas! We must away at once to the nearest brothel. I seek scandal and low companionship.
Cassandra ClareMots clés will companionship company angel cassandra low clare william clockwork tessa herondale grey tess
My inner goddess is doing the merengue with some salsa moves.
E.L. JamesMots clés grey anastasia 50-shades
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