Rose Colored Glasses Quotes

“Holmes speaks of grief “staining backward” through the pages of life; but Valancy found her happiness had stained backward likewise and flooded with rose-colour her whole previous drab existence. She found it hard to believe that she had ever been lonely and unhappy and afraid.”
― L.M. Montgomery, The Blue Castle

“She chose the rose colored glasses not because she was naïve, but because she knew the power of positive focus.”
― Christina Sutra

“Thriller writers see a rose colored world through dark tinted glasses.”
― Carl Henegan, Darkness Left Undone

“The importance of cultivating assumption of the best intentions in others cannot be over-estimated. Fostering this principal of, "goodness of intent,” and committing to seeing others and the world through this lens makes for a successful, happy field of vision. This enables us to put our focus and energy to positive, productive outcomes. It lends to a spirit of cooperation and encouragement which is highly effective and satisfying for most people most of the time. That being said, these "rose colored glasses," as vibrant and pleasing as they are, must not become an excuse to look the other way when something needs a different focus, or fixed. We must not let them become blinders which are obviously ineffective, often negative, and occasionally dangerous.”
― Connie Kerbs

“But now that I am finally leaving, I see everything through rose-colored glasses”
― Robin Ha, Almost American Girl

“Cruel blows of fate break our rose-colored glasses.”
― Tamerlan Kuzgov

“Of course college felt extreme," Coop said. "You had infinite freedom and almost no responsibility. Nothing was fixed - you had your whole life ahead of you, and it could go anywhere. You had best friends you spent every minute with, so you were never alone. And you were in love. Real love.”
― Ashley Winstead, In My Dreams I Hold a Knife

“The anxiety in me grew, as this place that had always felt like home in my mind began to shed the rose-colored visions I had coated it in.”
― Leah Myers, Thinning Blood: A Memoir of Family, Myth, and Identity

“The anxiety in me grew, as this place that had always felt like home in my mind began to shed the rose-colored visions I had coated it in. It wasn't quite right. I was welcomed by many, but I didn't belong. It wasn't quite home anymore.”
― Leah Myers, Thinning Blood: A Memoir of Family, Myth, and Identity