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“The beautiful uncut hair of graves.”

Beautiful Hair Graves Leaves Of Grass

Author:Walt Whitman

“I shaved the back of my head once and did the asymmetrical hair.”

Hair

Author:Olivia Wilde

“I remember walking into drugstores when I was younger and seeing all the hair color boxes on the shelves and just being so in awe. Having the control to dye your hair and change your look is such a part of self-expression.”

Looks Self Remember Seeing Color Expression Hair Walking Boxes Awe Just Being Shelves Self Expression

Author:Olivia Wilde

“An actress in a film starts every day with an hour and a half in front of a mirror, with hair and make-up and costumes.”

Film Hours Half Fronts Hair Mirrors Actresses Costumes

Author:Debra Winger

“In films I might look glamorous, but I've been in hair and make-up for two hours.”

Looks Two Might Film Hours Hair Glamorous

Author:Kate Winslet

“I'm not overweight. I'm just nine inches too short.”

“There is only one cure for gray hair. It was invented by a Frenchman. It is called the guillotine.”

Age Hair Humorous Aging Cures Gray Getting Older Frenchmen Gray Hair Guillotine Jeeves Grey Hair

Author:P. G. Wodehouse

“Mitt Romney - he had a Rock Hudson thing going, shoeblack hair and a well-hung resume, but even for a shameless, position-shifting phony he seemed a trifle insincere.”

Wells Rocks Position Hair Hung Shifting Romney Trifles Resumes Phony Shameless Insincere

Author:James Wolcott

“My fashion philosophy is, if you're not covered in dog hair, your life is empty.”

Ifs Philosophy Life Is Dog Fashion Hair Empty Covered

Author:Elayne Boosler

“To protect our freedoms, it seems we're going to have to relinquish some of our freedoms for a short period of time.”

Seems Time Hair Periods Protect

Author:Neil Young

“I do condition my hair with honey and beer. I smell like the bottom of a beer barrel for days afterwards, but it's very good for the hair.”

Conditions Hair Bottom Very Good Smell Beer Honey Barrels Bottom Of The Barrel

Author:Catherine Zeta-Jones

“All I want is beautiful. I mean, I like grey hair, I love wrinkles. But this is me.”

Want Mean Beautiful Hair Grey Wrinkles This Is Me Grey Hair

Author:Alber Elbaz

“I love to see old women. I love wrinkles. I love gray hair.”

Hair Gray Wrinkles Old Woman Gray Hair

Author:Alber Elbaz

“Flyaway, problem hair is the enemy of feminism, and was probably invented by the Man to crush Susan Sontag.”

Men Problem Enemy Feminism Hair Crush

Author:Caitlin Moran

“So many guys are so conservative with their hair, and I always joke with all my buddies when they mess with me, and I'll say, 'That's right, keep the same haircut for ten years.' How fun is that?”

Years Guy Fun Hair Ten Jokes Conservative Mess Buddy Haircuts Mess With Me

Author:Tom Brady

“I crossed the room, and what you did was to feel my hair over and over again and in different ways, touch it, with the palm of your hand... felt it, strands of hair, with your fingers, touched it as if it were cloth, the way a child touches its favorite surfaces.”

Ifs Way Feels Children Different Hands Felt Rooms Hair Fingers Surface Different Ways Touched Palms Strands

Book:A Fanatic Heart: Selected Stories of Edna O'Brien

Source: A Fanatic Heart: Selected Stories of Edna O'Brien

“I lost the conviction that lights would always turn green for me, the pleasant certainty that those rather passive virtues which had won me approval as a child automatically guaranteed me not only Phi Beta Kappa keys but happiness, honor, and the love of a good man; lost a certain touching faith in the totem power of good manners, clean hair, and a proven competence on the Stanford-Binet scale. To such doubtful amulets had my self-respect been pinned, and I faced myself that day with the non-plused apprehension of someone who has come across a vampire and has no crucifix at hand.”

“There's blood, a taste I remember. It tastes of orange popsicles, penny gumballs, red licorice, gnawed hair, dirty ice.”

Remember Blood Hair Taste Red Ice Dirty Orange Pennies Popsicles Gumballs

Book:Cat's Eye

Source: Cat's Eye

“My skin is kind of sort of brownish pinkish yellowish white. My eyes are greyish blueish green, but I'm told they look orange in the night. My hair is reddish blondish brown, but its silver when its wet, and all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet.”

Looks Kind Eye Night White Color Hair Skins Green Brown Silver Wet Orange Crayon

Author:Shel Silverstein

“The only writer who gives me unfeigned pleasure is P.G. Wodehouse. And even him I find a bit heavy. He takes a lot out of me. Scratching my hair, with soft whistles, with lips aquiver, I frown over Sunset at Blandings.”

Giving Bits Pleasure Hair Give Me Lips Heavy Sunset

Author:Martin Amis

“Karen wasn't hard, she was soft, too soft. A soft touch. Her hair was soft, her smile was soft, her voice was soft. She was so soft there was no resistance. Hard things sank into her, they went right through her, and if she made a real effort, out the other side. Then she didn't have to see them or hear them, or even touch them.”

Ifs Made Real Hard Sides Voice Effort Hair Resistance Hard Things Her Smile

Book:The Robber Bride: Includes the short story 'I Dream of Zenia with the Bright Red Teeth'

Source: The Robber Bride: Includes the short story 'I Dream of Zenia with the Bright Red Teeth'

“She was very near hating him now; yet the sound of his voice, the way the light fell on his thin, dark hair, the way he sat and moved and wore his clothes—she was conscious that even these trivial things were inwoven with her deepest life.”

Way Light Hate Sound Voice Dark Hair Clothes Conscious Moved Sat Dark Hair Trivial Things Deepest Life

Book:Delphi Complete Works of Edith Wharton (Illustrated)

Source: Delphi Complete Works of Edith Wharton (Illustrated)

“Bubble gum angels swooped from top margins or scraped their wings between teeming paragraphs, maidens with golden hair dripped sea blue tears into the books spine, grape-colored whales spouted blood around a newspaper item (pasted in) listing arrivals to the endangered spieces list. Six hatchlings cried from shattered shells near an entry made on Easter. Cecilia had filled the pages with a profusion of colors and curlicues, candyland ladders and striped shamrocks.”

Source: The Virgin Suicides: A Novel

“Kent. Where's the king? Gent. Contending with the fretful elements; Bids the wind blow the earth into the sea, Or swell the curled waters 'bove the main, That things might change or cease; tears his white hair, Which the impetuous blasts, with eyeless rage, Catch in their fury and make nothing of; Strives in his little world of man to outscorn The to-and-fro-conflicting wind and rain. This night, wherein the cub-drawn bear would couch, The lion and the belly-pinched wolf Keep their fur dry, unbonneted he runs, And bids what will take all.”

Source: The plays of William Shakespeare

“After a while I understood that, talking this way, everything dissolves: justice, pine, hair, woman, you and I. There was a woman I made love to and I remembered how, holding her small shoulders in my hands sometimes, I felt a violent wonder at her presence like a thirst for salt, for my childhood river with its island willows, silly music from the pleasure boat, muddy places where we caught the little orange-silver fish called pumpkinseed. It hardly had to do with her. Longing, we say, because desire is full of endless distances.”

“I crave your mouth, your voice, your hair. Silent and starving, I prowl through the streets. Bread does not nourish me, dawn disrupts me, all day I hunt for the liquid measure of your steps.”

Doe Voice Steps Streets Hair Mouths Silent Bread Dawn Hunts Crave Starving Liquid

Book:The Poetry of Pablo Neruda

Source: The Poetry of Pablo Neruda

“It didn't matter in the end how old they had been, or that they were girls, but only that we had loved them, and that they hadn't heard us calling, still do not hear us, up here in the tree house with our thinning hair and soft bellies, calling them out of those rooms where they went to be alone for all time, alone in suicide, which is deeper than death, and where we will never find the pieces to put them back together.”

Stills Ends Matter Together Girl House Rooms Pieces Heard Tree Hair Calling Suicide Deeper All Time Virgins Belly Back Together Alone Time Virgin Suicides

Book:The Virgin Suicides: A Novel

Source: The Virgin Suicides: A Novel

“In the end, punk inevitably burned itself out and acted as a bridge across which the New Romantics could sashay in their chiffon and glossy hair.”

Ends Hair Bridges Punk Burned

Author:Jo Brand

“Time -- when pursued like a bandit -- will behave like one; always remaining one country or one room ahead of you, changing its name and hair color to elude you, slipping ou the back door of the motel just as you're banging through the lobby with your newest search warrant, leaving only a burning cigarette in the ashtray to taunt you.”

“Son, you can't go around painting yourself black, you hear?" "Why not, Papa?" "Because they'll take you away." "Why?" "Because you shouldn't want to be like black people or Jewish people or anyone who is...not us." "Who are Jewish people?" "You know my oldest customer, Mr. Kaufmann? Where we bought your shoes?" "Yes." "Well, he's Jewish." "I didn't know that. Do you have to pay to be Jewish? Do you need a license?" ..... "...you've got beautiful blond hair and big safe blue eyes. You should be happy with that; is that clear?”

People Knows Want Needs Should Wells Bigs Eye Beautiful Black Pay Clear Painting Son Hair Safe Blue Shoes Customers Why Not Black People License Blue Eyes Papa

Author:Markus Zusak

“No, women like you don't write. They carve onion sculptures and potato statues. They sit in dark corners and braid their hair in new shapes and twists in order to control the stiffness, the unruliness, the rebelliousness.”

Writing Order Dark Like You Hair Shapes Corners Sculpture Twists Potatoes Statues Onions Braids Stiffness

Author:Edwidge Danticat

“Mr. Moony presents his compliments to Professor Snape, and begs him to keep his abnormally large nose out of other people's business. Mr. Prongs agrees with Mr. Moony, and would like to add that Professor Snape is an ugly git. Mr. Padfoot would like to register his astonishment that an idiot like that ever became a professor. Mr. Wormtail bids Professor Snape good day, and advises him to wash his hair, the slimeball.”

People Humor Hair Agree Add Ugly Idiot Noses Compliment Professors Harry Potter Advise Potters Good Day Register Astonishment Snape Harry Potter Series Funny Harry Potter Remus Lupin

Author:J. K. Rowling

“The powerful wind swept his hair away from his face; he leaned his chest into the wind, as if he stood on the deck of a ship heading into the wind, slicing through the waves of an ocean he’d not yet seen.”

Ifs Faces Powerful Wind Hair Ocean Wave Ships Chests Headings Deck

Author:John Irving

“I drew laughing, high-breasted girls aquaplaning without a care in the world, as a result of being amply protected against such national evils as bleeding gums, facial blemishes, unsightly hairs, and faulty or inadequate life insurance. I drew housewives who, until they reached for the right soap flakes, laid themselves wide open to straggly hair, poor posture, unruly children, disaffected husbands, rough (but slender) hands, untidy (but enormous) kitchens.”

World Children Hands Care Girl Evil Poor Results Laughing Hair Husband Wide Enormous Kitchen Rough Protected Soap Inadequate Bleeding Posture Housewife Gum Facial Slender Flakes Unruly

Author:J. D. Salinger

“But doctors talk about cells as if they had such unlimited importance all by themselves. As if they didn't really belong to the person that has them." Teddy brushed back his hair from his forehead with one hand. "I grew my own body," he said. "Nobody else did it for me. So if I grew it, I must have known how to grow it. Unconsciously, at least. I may have lost the conscious knowledge of how to grow it sometime in the last few hundred thousand years, but the knowledge is still there, because—obviously—I've used it.”

Ifs Years May Persons Said Stills Body Hands Lasts Used Lost Grows My Own Known Hair Grew Thousand Conscious Hundred Doctors Importance Cells Thousand Years Unlimited Foreheads Teddy

Author:J. D. Salinger

“My hair had grown out long and shaggy—not in that sexy-young-rock-star kind of way but in that time-to-take-Rover-to-the-groomer kind of way.”

Way Kind Long Young Stars Rocks Hair Sexy Rock Star

Book:Summer Knight: Book four of The Dresden Files

Source: Summer Knight: Book four of The Dresden Files

“Tease hair, not homos!”

Hair Tease

Author:James St. James

“In truth, a mature man who uses hair oil, unless medicinally, that man has probably got a quoggy spot in him somewhere.”

Men Use Hair Oil Spots Mature

Book:Moby-Dick

Source: Moby-Dick

“There was a desert wind blowing that night. It was one of those hot dry Santa Anas that come down through the mountain passes and curl your hair and make your nerves jump and your skin itch. On nights like that every booze party ends in a fight. Meek little wives feel the edge of the carving knife and study their husbands' necks. Anything can happen. You can even get a full glass of beer at a cocktail lounge.”

Source: Trouble Is My Business: A Novel

“Red hair, sir, in my opinion, is dangerous.”

Opinion Dangerous Hair Red Red Hair

Author:P. G. Wodehouse

“For all works and things, which are either commanded or forbidden by God and thus have been instituted by the supreme Majesty, are 'musts.' Nevertheless, no one should be dragged to them or away from them by the hair, for I can drive no man to heaven or beat him into it with a club.”

Men Should Has Beens I Can Heaven Hair Beats Clubs Supreme Nevertheless Forbidden Majesty

Book:Martin Luther's Basic Theological Writings

Source: Martin Luther's Basic Theological Writings

“The water rose further and dressed Simon's coarse hair with brightness. The line of his cheek silvered and the turn of his shoulder became sculptured marble.”

Turns Water Lines Hair Rose Shoulders Cheeks Marble Brightness Coarse

Book:Lord of the Flies : Text , Criticism , Giossary and Notes

Source: Lord of the Flies : Text , Criticism , Giossary and Notes

“and I get refill number three or four and the wine is making my bones loose and it's giving my hair a red sheen and my breasts are blooming and my eyes feel sultry and wise and the dress is water.”

Giving Feels Eye Three Water Numbers Wise Four Hair Red Dresses Wine Bones Drunk Breasts Blooming Number Three Refills

Book:Willful Creatures

Source: Willful Creatures

“In a way he made me think of a child doll, with briliant faintly red-brown glass eyes - a doll that had been found in an attic. I wanted to polish him with kisses, clean him up, make him evevn more radiant than he was. "That's what you always want," he said softly... "When you found me under Les Innocents," he said, "you wanted to bathe me with perfume and dress me in velvevt with great embroidered sleeves." "Yes," I said, "and comb your hair, your beautiful russet hair." My tone was angry. "You look good to me, you damnable little devil, good to embrace and good to love.”

“Don’t ever leave me again,” I said in a tiny voice. I won’t,” he promised into my hair, sounding most un-Fang-like. “I won’t. Not ever.” And just like that, a cold shard of ice that had been inside my chest ever since we’d split up-well, it just disappeared. I felt myself relax for the first time in I don’t known how long. The wind was chilly, but the sun was bright, and my whole flock was together. Fang and I were together. Excuse me? I’m alive too.” Iggy’s plaintive voice made me pull back.”

Firsts Wells Long Made Said Whole Together Felt Voice Known Sun Alive Wind Hair Cold First Time Excuse Tiny Ice Relax Chests Splits Leaving Me Flocks Fangs Excuse Me I'm Alive Chilly

Author:James Patterson

“Fang’s hand gently smoothed my hair off my neck. My breath froze in my chest, and every sense seemed hyperalert. His hand stroked my hair again, so softly, and then trailed across my neck and shoulder and down my back, making me shiver. I looked up. “What the heck are you doing?” “Helping you change your mind,” he whispered, and then he leaned over, tilted my chin up, and kissed me.”

Mind Helping Hands Hair Breaths Shoulders Necks Chests Chins Fangs Shiver Changing Your Mind Chin Up

Author:James Patterson

“I will love you always. When this red hair is white, I will still love you. When the smooth softness of youth is replaced by the delicate softness of age, I will still want to touch your skin. When your face is full of the lines of every smile you have ever smiled, of every surprise I have seen flash through your eyes, when every tear you have ever cried has left its mark upon your face,I will treasure you all the more, because I was there to see it all. I will share your life with you, Meredith, and I will love you until the last breath leaves your body or mine.”

“Stars got tangled in her hair whenever she played in the sky.”

Stars Sky Hair Tangled Tangled Hair

Author:Laini Taylor

“You gave me hyacinths first a year ago; They called me the hyacinth girl.' —Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden, Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither Living nor dead, and I knew nothing, Looking into the heart of light, the silence. Od' und leer das Meer.”

Years Firsts Heart Light Eye Girl Speak Silence Hair Arms Late Years Ago Garden Wet Waste Land Hyacinths

Book:My Own Wasteland

Source: My Own Wasteland

“galatea was a serious girl. she was pale and looked like tears all over. big ed passed his hand through his hair and said hello. she looked at him steadily. "where have you been? why did you do this to me?" and she gave dean a dirty look; she knew the score. dean paid absolutely no attention; what he wanted now was food; he asked jane if there was anything. the confusion began right there.”

Ifs Looks Said Hands Bigs Wanted Girl Attention Tears Serious Hair Paid Confusion Dirty Score Pale Hello Jane Dean

Author:Jack Kerouac

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