“And I thought about the color and I realized what blue it was. It was the soft and changeable, essential blue of a well-worn pair of pants.Pants = Love”

“ Blue! My mind screams it along with everyone else. Blue, blue, blue, blue, blue. I thought it. I wanted to think it. I wasn't thinking yellow. I was thinking blue, and the wizard said blue, so everyone heard me thinking blue! Maybe, if this really, really works, none of my colors will be silent anymore.”

“I never realized that the blue sky I saw was not the soft, nurturing sky of spring, but the cold, chilling, lonely sky of winter”

“Mama’s gaze pierced her. As a girl, Minerva had envied her mother’s blue eyes. They’d seemed the color of tropical oceans and cloudless skies. But their color had faded over the years since Papa’s death. Now their blue was the hue of dyed cambric worn three seasons. Or brittle middle-class china. The color of patience nearly worn through.”

“Did he happen to select a color too?""Blue.""Blue?" Victoria burst out, prepared to do physical battle for white.Madame nodded, her finger thoughtfully pressed to her lips, her own hand plunked upon her waist. "Yes, blue. Ice blue. He said you are glorious in that color-'a titian-haired angel,' he said"Victoria abruptly decided ice blue was a lovely color to be married in.”

“There are brown eyes in the world, after all, as well as blue, and one pair of brown that meant heaven to me as the blue had never done”