Red is courage, like you,

the symbol of martyrs and sacrifice.

It is blood, the badge of the wound.

Red is joy, the colour of celebration and ceremony,

of good fortune and prosperity.

It is the colour of Santa Claus.

Red warns of danger.

A red flag, the card of penalty,

a demand to stop.

It is visibility and proximity,

attraction to the eyes of the viewer, the red line.

Red is the district of love,

the colour of the heart and the rose,

the romance of Saint Valentine,

of sacrifice.

Red is the language of flowers, strength, and compassion,

like you.

Strength does not come from physical capacity but from an indomitable will

 – Mahatma Gandhi