The gray has gone away. I am living in bright Technicolor.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Gray hairs seem to my fancy like the soft light of the moon, silvering over the evening of life.
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.
I've got a couple of grays in my beard and maybe a little salt and pepper in my hair. If I let my hair down and go through it, you'd see a good bit of grays. Maybe from the stress of the road and the crazy business I'm in.
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.
Compromise in colors is grey.
It was very gray, very dreary. Everything was still rationed when I first saw the United States in 1951. I went over to visit my sister who was a war bride.
I've had completely gray hair since, like, 30.
Everything in life is gray, you know.
There's a gray area there that I'm satisfied is not gray.