Tag: colour

We haven’t the advantage of seeing these parts in a catalog or as a print, have we?
Perspective was Masaccio’s theology
It was dawn by the time the tiger left the city
Everything he loved was on his doorstep
I have met the king of the fishes and lived in the house of a woman
My dad thought it would be educational
These days she seldom glanced in his direction
He would remain undetected if he wished to be
The rooms weren’t going to tell him who he was
Who he was seemed actually to have slipped his mind
The points of the compass are like money, which has value only because men say that it does
The universe does not understand up and down
As for the old, they had rites of their own
It followed the same architectural model as a prison
There was juice and decent coffee
Or would you rather be a cat entirely?
The band of children following them grew louder
He crossed the polished floor of the hall
The scorpion was black with a purple shine
It was almost as if the child was waiting for something to happen
She looked at him and nodded cheerfully
As the year went on, and spring gave way to summer
The house had a smell of damp and old cooking
An agonized cry and some animal howling
He can see her reflection in the bathroom mirror
I smelled the sweetly muddy fumes of the potato fields
I’ll miss you too, Pig!
Begirt with many a blazing star …
… Stood the great giant Algebar
Stars, hide your fires
Let not light see my black and deep desires
They won’t just come out and say, …
… and no one is allowed to see the whole picture
I slept most of the afternoon and woke up feeling terrible
Colorful insects flew around
That remembered image was all I had to go on
You always end up with the same answer
The light from above was emerald-colored at first
Words have this remarkable property of possessing specific meanings
Our only media are chalk, ink and stone
From the beginning we were prepared …
… we knew just what to do
People were just down on her because she had got an education
It brimmed and thrummed like rising yeast
I know what you came for
To see how black I was
The dogs began to bark then
In her dream, her husband had written her a love letter
Buy a bigger boat
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