When I wrote 'Green, Green,' it was like a really a statement of where I was at philosophically in my life.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
With all this talk of Going Green, Buying Green, Living Green, and Green being the new whatever, I've come to realize that, although we had no green, my grandmother was actually the 'greenest' person I've ever known.
Green is the prime color of the world, and that from which its loveliness arises.
I will be Green until the day I die, if not for a long time after.
Green is my favorite. And it's my favorite because it's the color of my wife's eyes, grass, trees, life, and money, and mother earth!
My passport's green.
If you don't know what makes green, you're going to try every color combination.
I never had the time or luxury to think about inventing my own colour theory. When colour came, I was interested in expressing things that happened around me in time.
No water, no life. No blue, no green.
Colours exist for me as entities in themselves, as metaphysical beings.
I was green. All I knew was to walk my dog and go to church.