Hold on to your divine blush, your innate rosy magic, or end up brown. Once you’re brown, you’ll find out you’re blue. As blue as indigo. And you know what that means. Indigo. Indigoing. Indigone.
~ Tom Robbins, Jitterbug Perfume~
Feeling Celine blue…
Carey Mulligan feathered in blue…
Dom Bosco Bassilica…in blue…
“it’ll be this kind of deep blue,” she said. “The kind of color that somehow sucks your eyes and your ears and all your words–the color of a completely closed-in night.” ~Banana Yoshimoto, Asleep~
Benedict Cumberbatch; always perfect in deep blue…
I peek up at his features, at the crooked grin I want to savor, at the color in his eyes I’d use to paint a million pictures. ~Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me~
France
I need the shade of blue that rips your heart out. You don’t see that type of blue around here. ~Cath Crowley~
Gucci
“How do you feel?” he asks. “Blue,” she says. “Why blue? Why not orange…or pink?” “You know I hate those colors.”
~Mj Rains, The Wit Continuum, blue lines from my novel in progress~
