“The sky was the colour of sad weddings.”
“Butterflies, butterfliesThey were meant to flyYou and i, you and iWe were colours in the sky”
“The sky cries for those filled with sadness”
“His blue eyes were very dark...Will's were the colour of the sky just on the edge of the night...”
“Twilight was laying claim to the cité, and the sky was a deepening shade of lavender, spangled with stars and fleecy clouds the colour of plums.”
“To make a lacy texture of holes and fills, turn around and purl. Pearl is also a kind of colour. Colours are all the colours of the rainbow and the colours between the rainbow colours between. I can never get indigo. Year after year, I wait for indigo, but even when the fashion is navy, you never get indigo, the glow, the long slow glow of indigo in the high night sky.”