Welcome to my page of quotations about blue — the color of our gorgeous skies, topaz, sapphire, butterflies, cornflowers, blueberry ice cream!
Blue is the universal love in which man bathes — it is the terrestrial paradise. ~Derek Jarman (1942–1994), “Into the Blue,” Chroma: A Book of Colour — June ’93, 1994
The expression of blue is one of purity. It pleases the poet by its immaterial and celestial character. It is, moreover, of all colours, that which ascends the highest, and descends the lowest in the scale. It may be suitable in its light shade for the dress of an innocent maiden, and in its dark for romantic affections and evening thoughts… solitude, mystery, and silence. ~Charles Blanc, “Personal Adornment: Colours and Their Expression,” Art in Ornament and Dress, 1875, translated from French
The Lake of Shining Waters was blue — blue — blue; not the changeful blue of spring, nor the pale azure of summer, but a clear, steadfast, serene blue, as if the water were past all moods and tenses of emotion and had settled down to a tranquility unbroken by fickle dreams. ~L. M. Montgomery, “The Shadow of Change,” Anne of the Island, 1915
There are connoisseurs of blue just as there are connoisseurs of wine vintages. ~Colette (1873–1954), “Blue,” for a flower album, translated
Vermeer’s blues are silent, but they touch your soul. ~Jonathan Jones, “Johannes Vermeer and Music,” 2013
I’ve been feeling a little blue — just a pale, elusive azure. It isn’t serious enough for anything darker. ~L. M. Montgomery, “In the Park,” Anne of the Island, 1915
Blue is a cold and retiring colour, and its effect upon the mind is of a quiet, soothing nature. It is symbolical of divinity, intelligence, sincerity, and tenderness. ~W. J. & G. A. Audsley, Taste versus Fashionable Colours: A Manual for Ladies on Colour in Dress, 1863
It’s all about colour and texture. It’s about being outside in the middle of deciduous forest, the tall grasses and rustling leaves. You can take one maple leaf and see almost all the colours of the rainbow in it — although you would need your imagination to see blue. ~Dorthe Eisenhardt, 2004
Of green blooms turning crisped the motley hue
To clearing opalescence. Then the sea
And heaven rolled as one and from the two
Came fresh transfigurings of freshest blue.
~Wallace Stevens, “Sea Surface Full of Clouds,” 1924–1930
Original post date: 2015 Aug 12
1st major revision: 2018 Mar 14