Sunset Color Palette Quotes

the sunset looked way too pigmented—as if the color palette of sorrow had been thrown on it. yes, if sorrow had colors, they would be lilac mixed with pinks and some sneaky whites like the clouds at twilight. i thought it was a masterpiece; a way for nature to share that at the end of the day, each sobbed whisper goes directly to the skies. but before that, it leaves its color on the canvas of earth one last time.

It was so arrogant of the sun to dare shine on a November day, but well, that was the sun of Gurupi: it never asked for permission to shine. It followed its own palette and it didn’t seem to give a damn whether it was the type of sun people write poems about. But Jo knew that at the end of the day, the sun always apologized for its selfishness and offered everyone in Gurupi the most beautiful sunset, with astonishing combinations of colors. The striking sun painted days of Gurupi with hopelessness, forming ochre landscapes – but the sun would always end those days with a spectacle, and Jo would always forgive it.