“I was like a total cliched '80s child. I had Barbies, obviously, as well as My Little Ponies and Cabbage Patch Kids, but I used to destroy them. I used to draw all over their faces and cut off their hair.” WellsChildrenLittlesKidsFacesUsedCuttingHairDraws80sPatchesBarbiePoniesCabbage Author:Natalie Portman
“Yes, I have four children. Four children with whom I spend a good part of every day: bathing them, combing their hair, sitting with them while they do their homework, holding them while they weep their tragic tears. But I'm not in love with any of them. I am in love with my husband.” ChildrenFourTearsHairHusbandSittingOur ChildrenTragicMy HusbandHomeworkBathing Author:Ayelet Waldman
“I'm a child of the downloading age. I remember when I was 10, a friend who went to the same school as me came to our [school's] costume party with a really weird hairdo. She had all these little knots in her hair. I asked her who she was and she said she was Björk. I thought this Björk must be a really cool person, so I got on the internet when I got home and found as much as I could on Björk and I fell in love.” ChildrenLittlesPersonsSaidHomeAgeSchoolRememberFoundPartyHairInternetCostumesRemember WhenReally CoolKnotsReally WeirdHairdosCool Person Author:Tove Styrke
“Henry York, aka Whimpering Child, aka WC (hair sample included), is hereby identified as Enemy, Hazard, and Human Mishap to all faeren in all districts, in all ways, and in all worlds.” WorldWayHumansChildrenEnemyHairHazardsSampleMishapsAka Book:Dandelion Fire: Book 2 of the 100 Cupboards Source: Dandelion Fire: Book 2 of the 100 Cupboards
“Never say you are too old. You do not say it now, perhaps; but by and by, when the hair grows gray and the eyes grow dim and the young despair comes to curse the old age, you will say, "It is too late for me." Never too late! Never too old! How old are you--thirty, fifty, eighty? What is that in immortality? We are but children.” ChildrenEyeAgeYoungGrowsHairDespairLateOld AgeImmortalityCurseThirtyFiftyToo LateGrayEightyOld YouNever Too Late Author:Lyman Abbott