Colour is the type of love. Hence it is especially connected with the blossoming of the earth, and with its fruits; also with the spring and fall of the leaf, and with the morning and evening of the day, in order to show the waiting of love about the birth and death of man. Ruskin.
Colours are the smiles of Nature ... her laughs, as in the flowers. Leigh Hunt.
Colubram in sinu fovere—To cherish a serpent in one's bosom.
Columbus discovered no isle or key so lonely 35 as himself. Emerson.
Combien de héros, glorieux, magnanimes, ont vécu trop d'un jour—How many famous and high-souled heroes have lived a day too long! J. B. Rousseau.
Combinations of wickedness would overwhelm the world, did not those who have long practised perfidy grow faithless to each other. Johnson.
Come, and trip it as you go, / On the light fantastic toe. Milton.
Come, civil night, / Thou sober-suited matron, all in black. Rom. and Jul., iii. 2.
Come, cordial, not poison. Rom. and Jul., v. 1. 40
Comedians are not actors; they are only imitators of actors. Zimmermann.