28 Amazing Quotes Using The Color Red

by Vincent Salera 11 Aug 2018

1. “As she always did on any really important day, Penelope Hayes wore red.”
― Anna Godbersen, The Luxe

2. “Red blood is just so hard to clean up”
“You would know” I snap remembering Shade. “Because no matter how hard you try to hide it,  I see it all over your hands”
― Victoria Aveyard, Red Queen

3. “The red carpet can hide more than just blood stains.”
― Anthony T. Hincks

4. “Xander Harris: Hair. Red. Red is good. Fire engines are red. Porsche’s are red.”
― Christopher Golden, Buffy the Vampire Slayer, Vol. 2

5. “Pink gives me love that would even make red blush.”
― Anthony T. Hincks

6. “Red goes with everything and red goes with nothing.”
― Chloe Thurlow, Katie in Love

7. “Good for Christmas-time is the ruddy colour of the cloak in which–the tree making a forest of itself for her to trip through, with her basket–Little Red Riding-Hood comes to me one Christmas Eve to give me information of the cruelty and treachery of that dissembling Wolf who ate her grandmother, without making any impression on his appetite, and then ate her, after making that ferocious joke about his teeth. She was my first love. I felt that if I could have married Little Red Riding-Hood, I should have known perfect bliss. But, it was not to be; and there was nothing for it but to look out the Wolf in the Noah’s Ark there, and put him late in the procession on the table, as a monster who was to be degraded.”
― Charles Dickens, A Christmas Tree

8. “The Amity exchange smiles. They are dressed comfortably in red or yellow. Every time I see them, they seem kind, loving, free.”
― Veronica Roth, Divergent

9. “Red lentil soup, although quite seductive in scent, is as simple to make as its name suggests. Marjan preferred to boil her lentils before frying the chopped onions, garlic, and spices with some good, strong olive oil. Covering the ready broth, lentils, and onions, she would then allow the luscious soup to simmer for half an hour or so, as the spices embedded themselves into the compliant onion skins.
In the recipe book filed away in her head, Marjan always made sure to place a particular emphasis on the soup’s spices. Cumin added the aroma of afternoon lovemaking to the mixture, but it was another spice that had the greatest tantric effect on the innocent soup drinker: ‘siah daneh’- love in the midst- or nigella seed. This modest little pod, when crushed open by mortar and pestle, or when steamed in dishes such as this lentil soup, excites a spicy energy that hibernates in the human spleen. Unleashed, it burns forever with the unbound desire of an unrequited lover. So powerful is nigella in its heat that the spice should not be taken by pregnant women, for fear of early labor.
Indigenous to the Middle and Near Easts of the girls’ past lives, nigella is rarely used in Western recipes, its ability to soothe heartburn and abolish fatigue quite overlooked.”
― Marsha Mehran, Pomegranate Soup

10. “Wear red and just be silent, don’t even whisper by yourself; you will see that you will be heard easily because red always speaks on behalf of you! By wearing red, you give your tongue and voice to red colour!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

11. “If you want to feel youthful…pink’s your color.
If you want to feel old…then it’s blue rinse for you.
If you want to feel sad…try a dark blue.
If you want to say something cheerful…then it’s yellow.
If you want to say something racey…then it’s red for sure.
If you’ve lost your temper…then it’s black as your heart.
And if you want to be normal…well the only color which will show all of you is rainbow.”
― Anthony T. Hincks

12. “Roses aren’t red,
the detail is.”
― Dominic Riccitello

13. “RED

Here’s the red
The red of love
The fire that burns
Within my soul
The reddest red
I’ve ever known
The flame untouched
Ignited coal

Here’s the red
The red of pain
That stinging pain
No one must know
The deepest red
I’ve ever felt
The emptiness
The mourning soul

Here’s the red
The red I knew
That exalted fire
That once ignited you

The reddest red
I ever knew…

The deepest red
I ever knew…”
― Trisha North, Safe: The Places I Go in My Head to Feel Acceptance & Peace

14. “A monster, some called her. But in the shadows, only said in whispers, she was an angel in red.”
― Emory R. Frie, Enchanted Forest

15. “If hot red is for anger and rage, pink is the color of a soft burning – hot enough to light up the dark corners of sadness and grief, but cool enough to be tender, innocent, open.”
― Ibi Zoboi, American Street

16. “Never has it been inappropriate for a girl to wear a red dress.”
― Caroline George, The Vestige

17. “your veins are using up the redness of the world.”
― Frank O’Hara, Meditations in an Emergency

18. “Pink colors my world red!”
― Anthony T. Hincks

19. “Wintering over geraniums
with their pale green gingko leaves─
they have not died, and neither has she,
but the blooms are gone,
and every part of her longs
for red.”
― Anne Fall, Rosa Scriptum

20. “The sky inside my head never turns blue. It if forced to stay red. By the demon, who is yellow inside me.”
― Akshay Vasu

21. “All my life I’ve pursued the perfect red. I can never get painters to mix it for me.
It’s exactly as if I’d said, “I want Rococo with a spot of Gothic in it and
a bit of Buddhist temple” – they have no idea what I’m talking about.
About the best red is to copy the color of a child’s cap in any Renaissance
― Diana Vreeland

21. “Any cat may stare into a fire and see red mice play,”
― George R.R. Martin, A Storm of Swords

22. “the lesser grindstone stood alone there in the calm morning air, with a red upon it that the sun had never given, and would never take away.”
― Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities

23. “When I was out on the battlements it was cool and I could hardly hear them. I sat there quietly. I don’t know how long I sat. Then I turned round and saw the sky. It was red and all my life was in it.”
― Jean Rhys, Wide Sargasso Sea

24. “People think blood red, but blood don’t got no colour. Not when blood wash the floor she lying on as she scream for that son of a bitch to come, the lone baby of 1785. Not when the baby wash in crimson and squealing like it just depart heaven to come to hell, another place of red. Not when the midwife know that the mother shed too much blood, and she who don’t reach fourteen birthday yet speak curse ‘pon the chile and the papa, and then she drop down dead like old horse. Not when blood spurt from the skin, on spring from the axe, the cat-o’-nine, the whip, the cane and the blackjack and every day in slave life is a day that colour red. It soon come to pass when red no different from white or blue or black or nothing. Two black legs spread wide and mother mouth screaming. A black baby wiggling in blood on the floor with skin darker than midnight but the greenest eyes anybody ever done seen. I goin’ call her Lilith. You can call her what they call her.”
― Marlon James, The Book of Night Women

25. “Looking up at that starry sky gave him the creeps: it was too big, too black. It was all too possible to imagine it turning blood-red, all too possible to imagine a Face forming in lines of fire.”
― Stephen King, It

26. “Let the colours of your ideas are red so that all can easily notice them! And what is red? Red is scream, red is power, red is assertion!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

27. “Because of the green-eyed one, I see red and that makes me blue.”
― Natalya Vorobyova

28. “You were a furious bull and I was a china shop with beautiful red curtains.”
― Danabelle Gutierrez, & Until The Dreams Come



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Vincent Salera

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