“If you're ashamed to stand by your colours, you better seek for another flag.”

“The pain we feel in separation is the price we pay for love.”

“Dans tes yeux mon enfant j'ai lu l'exil.Toi? qui es néLoin du pays,Tes cheveux ont la couleur de l'oliveA laquelle nous n'avons plusLe droit de toucher.Dans l'éclat de tes dents serrées,Mon enfant,Je regardeDes milliers d'étoiles calcinées,Nos terres volées,Nos maisons bombardées,Des bouquets de poingsTombants sous les orangers.Dans le mercure de tes larmes,Mon enfant,J'ai lu l’exil,L'exil d'un peuple.”

“The six colours, including the white background, represent the colours of all the world's flags... this is a true international emblem.”

“So what? You're another person, so of course you look different. What do you need to be ashamed for?”

“You're the right colour for the Angel of Death, Mister Cale. But a little short.' 'I could cut your head off and stand on it. Then I'd be taller.”

“One day love will be the death of me. Your love, in fact, specifically. You're the vice I can't control my lust for. You're the colour in my life that I seek for. However, you'd rather not fight, but walk away. Therefore, in the like of all tragedies, you will be the death of me.”