“I certainly used to wish that I was skinny, lighter-skinned, with long, pretty hair. But only because I used to get made fun of for being the absolute opposite. I didn't see all of that stuff as the American Dream. I just wanted to look normal. Now that I'm older, I really do feel like I am a beautiful girl.” FeelsLooksLongMadeDreamWantedBeautifulUsedGirlFunWishStuffHairNormalOppositesAbsolutesAmerican DreamSkinnyLightersBeautiful Girl Author:Gabourey Sidibe
“I love you more than anybody in the world... I love you for millions and millions of things, clocks and vampires and dirty nails and squiggly paintings and lovely hair and being dizzy and falling dreams.” WorldDreamFallMillionsLove YouPaintingHairLovelyVampireClockDirtyNailsGreatest LoveDizzyLove You MoreI Love You More Author:Dylan Thomas
“The rock-star thing became very destructive, like, wow. I didn't know what I was doing. I just kind of became that thing. The hair, that rock-star kind of lifestyle, just living a dream. It kind of took over. It started out very innocent and then I turned into a cartoon character. And I started to feel like a cartoon character.” KnowsFeelsKindCharacterDreamStarsRocksHairLifestyleInnocentDestructiveOver ItWowCartoonRock StarCartoon Character Author:Pamela Anderson
“Death was not. I lived in a simple drowse:Hands and hair moved through a dream of wakening blossoms.Rain sweetened the cave and the dove still called;The flowers leaned on themselves, the flowers in hollows;And love, love sang toward.” StillsDreamHandsSimpleFlowerHairRainAnd LoveMovedCavesDove Book:The Collected Poems of Theodore Roethke Source: The Collected Poems of Theodore Roethke
“about ten days ago I got started on a new book, and am completely, brazenly devoted to it: my hair is uncut, my letters are unwritten, the house is a shambles, and I sit here as happy as Mrs. Jellaby, though I am in 1836, not Africa. It won't go on like this, I shall fall over some obstacle, and wake out of my dreams with a black eye and broken shins: but while it does last, I daren't interrupt it. I haven't had such a spell of writing for nearly three years.” WritingYearsDoeBookDreamEyeLastsFallThreeHouseBlackHavensHairBrokenGoes OnTenLettersObstaclesSpellsThree YearsDevotedNew BooksUnwrittenBlack EyesShambles Author:Sylvia Townsend Warner
“And our dreams, with what frivolity we have pared them like toenails, clipped them like ends of split hair.” EndsDreamHairSplitsOur DreamsFrivolityToenails Book:Selected poems Source: Selected poems
“The most important thing I have to say to you today is that hair matters. Your hair will send significant messages to those around you: what hopes and dreams you have for the world, but more, what hopes and dreams you have for your hair. Pay attention to your hair, because everyone else will.” WorldImportantMatterDreamTodayPayAttentionHairMessagesImportant ThingsSignificantPay AttentionHopes And DreamsDreams You Have Author:Hillary Clinton
“Where are Shakespeare's imagination, Bacon's learning, Galileo's dream? Where is the sweet fancy of Sidney, the airy spirit of Fletcher, and Milton's thought severe? Methinks such things should not die and dissipate, when a hair can live for centuries, and a brick of Egypt will last three thousand years. I am content to believe that the mind of man survives, somehow or other, his clay.” MenShouldYearsMindBelieveSoulDreamLastsSpiritDiesThreeImaginationCenturySweetHairThousandFancyThousand YearsSevereEgyptBricksClayMiltonAiry Author:Bryan Procter
“One night I had a dream, and in that dream a big black man appeared to me and told me what to mix up for my hair. I made up my mind I would begin to sell it.” MenMindMadeDreamBigsNightBlackHairSellsOne NightI Had A Dream Author:Madam C. J. Walker
“[Sasha] for me it was a dream. I got to tell everybody where to go and how fast to get there. It was very exciting. It was still an Aaron Spelling show, with the hair and make-up and everything, but there were also motorcycles. For my life, at that time, it was such a perfect thing. I had all this inner anger to get out, and it was so exciting to get paid to do it. She had anger and sexuality and rebellion, but there was still that very sweet core. I didn't have to be something entirely unrecognizable or un-relatable. I just loved her to death.” StillsShowsDreamPerfectSweetHairExcitingPaidSexualityCoreRebellionRelatableMotorcycleSpellingVery SweetPerfect Things Author:Brigid Brannagh
“What is it about possessing things? Why do we feel the need to own what we love, and why do we become jerks when we do? We've all been there- you want something, to possess it. By possessing something you lose it. You finally win the girl of your dreams, the first thing you do is change her. The little things she does with her hair, the way she wears her clothes or the way she chews her gum. Pretty soon what you like, what you changed, what you don't like, blends together like a watercolor in the rain.” WayWantLoveNeedsFeelsFirstsLittlesDoeDreamTogetherGirlWinningChangeLosesChangedHairClothesRainYour DreamsLittle ThingsWant SomethingJerkPossessingGumWatercolorsYou Changed Author:Jeff Melvoin
“When you're young and you're comin' up, and you dream of gettin' this record deal, and then you actually get it, and, you know, its apples and oranges from everything that you pictured. The line was pretty self-explanatory to me: once I got in my major label agreement, I definitely couldn't deal with it. It was drivin' me crazy, givin' me gray hairs at an early age.” KnowsSelfDreamAgeYoungLinesDealsRecordsCrazyHairMajorsLabelsApplesAgreementGrayOrangeGray HairApples And Oranges Author:Joe Budden
“May you find in the nectar of life, the sweetness of hope in your heart, feel the comfort of song birds in your soul, the grace of new wind in your wings. Color you sprirt with rainbows and shower gold dust in your hair. Time heals. Life renews. Dreams take flight agian. close you eyes and drink it all in.” FeelsHeartMaySoulDreamEyeSongGraceColorWindHairDrinkComfortBirdGoldWingsHealFlightDustYour SoulRainbowShowersSweetnessNectarTime HealsGold Dust Author:Laurel Burch
“The girls I dream of are the gentle ones, wistful by high windows or singing sweet old songs at a piano, long hair drifting, tender as apple blossom. But a girl who goes into battle beside you and keeps your back is a different thing, a thing to make you shiver. Think of the first time you slept with someone, or the first time you fell in love: that blinding explosion that left you cracking to the fingertips with electricity, initiated and transformed. I tell you that was nothing, nothing at all, beside the power of putting your lives, simply and daily, into each other's hands.” ThinkingFirstsLongDifferentDreamHandsSongGirlLeftSweetHairBattleSingingFirst TimeWindowGentlePianoApplesDifferent ThingsTransformedElectricityExplosionsDriftingShiverFingertipsLong HairBeside YouOld Song Author:Tana French
“There is so little to remember of anyone - an anecdote, a conversation at a table. But every memory is turned over and over again, every word, however chance, written in the heart in the hope that memory will fulfill itself, and become flesh, and that the wanderers will find a way home, and the perished, whose lack we always feel, will step through the door finally and stroke our hair with dreaming habitual fondness not having meant to keep us waiting long.” WayFeelsHeartLittlesLongHomeDreamRememberWaitingMemoriesChanceStepsWrittenDoorsHairConversationTablesFleshStrokesHabitualAnecdotesFondnessWanderersWay Home Author:Marilynne Robinson
“Hair is gray and the firers are burning. So many dreams on the shelf. You say I wanted you to be proud of me. I always wanted that myself.” DreamWantedHairPrideProudBurningGrayBe ProudShelvesProud Of Me Author:Tori Amos
“Kevin stopped where he was and stood there simply gazing at her. Molly sat cross-legged in the meadow with the sun shining on her bare shoulders and a pair of yellow butterflies fluttering like hair bows around her head. She was all the dreams he'd lost at dawn-dreams of everything he hadn't understood he needed until now. She was his playmate, his confidante, the lover who made his blood rush. She was the mother of his children and the companion of his old age. She was the joy of his heart.” HeartChildrenMadeDreamAgeJoyMotherLostSunBloodHairNeededLoversUnderstoodCrossesShiningShouldersOld AgeDawnSatPairsCompanionYellowButterflyBowsMeadowsKevinGazingFluttering Author:Susan Elizabeth Phillips
“If I could dream, I know I'd dream about you.I'd dream about the way you smell and how your dark hair feels like silk between my fingers. I'd dream about the smoothness of your skin and the fierceness of your lips when we kiss. Without dreams,I have to be content with my own imagination—which is almost as good. I can picture all those things perfectly.” IfsKnowsWayFeelsI CanDreamImaginationDarkMy OwnHairKissingSkinsFingersLipsSmellIf I CouldSilkDimitriFiercenessDark HairDimitri Rose Author:Richelle Mead