I love the gray areas, but I like the gray areas as considered by bright, educated, courageous people.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Part of me longs to do a job where there's not a gray area.
At pivotal moments throughout history, there have always been grey areas, and there likely will be in the future. Courage now lies not in the black and white, as in the past, but in the grey.
Life is about the gray areas. Things are seldom black and white, even when we wish they were and think they should be, and I like exploring this nuanced terrain.
I was like the good girl, bad girl, there were no grey areas for me.
Gray is great. People think gray is a neutral, but I think it's such a moody, intense, dramatic and sexy color. It's very sleek.
I love grey. My mom told me that when I was younger, I would get mildly depressed when it was grey all the time. I'd be darker when it was dark out. But as an adult, I really love it.
I love the gray area between right and wrong.
I don't do grey. I like my colour, my style.
Gray is the color... the most important of all... absent of opinion, nothing, neither/nor.
There's a gray area there that I'm satisfied is not gray.