“Blushing is the color of virtue.”

“His blush was the color of Valentine's Day and she had to tell her heart to calm the fuck down as it started to beat fast.”

“I miss sunrise even more. The green scent of dawn in the forest? The color blushing back into the world, different every day.”

“They all laugh. We all laugh. And it occurs to me that I might be meeting Tobias's true faction. They are not characterized by a particular virtue. They claim all colors, all activities, all virtues, and all flaws as their own.”

“Beauty is as summer fruits, which are easy to corrupt, and cannot last; and for the most part it makes a dissolute youth, and an age a little out of countenance; but yet certainly again, if it light well, it maketh virtue shine, and vices blush.”

“I ask mostly to see if I can get her to blush ten shades deeper, see if the color would bleed down her neck and light up her boobs like a pair of Christmas ornaments.”