Best hair & fingers Quotes | Short & Famous Sayings

“Samson told Delilah loud and clear, keep your cotton picken fingers out of my hair.”

Evil Clear Hair Fingers Loud Misogyny Cotton Evil Women Samson

“If I tell you my character has grey hair, you will not see her. If I tell you she has a tiny scar at the upper left corner of her lip from which protrudes one grey whisker—you will make up the rest of her face with absolute clarity. If I tell you my character is waiting in a car, you won’t be ‘caught,’ but if I tell you he pushes his fingers down in the crack of the car seat where the ancient leather has pulled away from the seat frame, and pulls up a small coin purse with a faded note in it—you will be mine.”

Source: Writing Alone and with Others

“The twilight is long fingers and black hair.”

Long Black Hair Fingers Twilight Black Hair

Book:Collected Poems, 1919-1976

Source: Collected Poems, 1919-1976

“Boys are found everywhere - on top of, underneath, inside of, climbing on, swinging from, running around or jumping to. Mothers love them, little girls hate them, older sisters and brothers tolerate them, adults ignore them and Heaven protects them. A boy is Truth with dirt on its face, Beauty with a cut on its finger, Wisdom with bubble gum in its hair and the Hope of the future with a frog in its pocket.”

“Between the innocence of boyhood and the dignity of manhood, we find a delightful creature called a boy....A boy is truth with dirt on its face, beauty with a cut on its finger, wisdom with bubble gum in its hair and the hope of the future with a frog in its pocket.”

Faces Boys Cutting Hair Creatures Dignity Fingers Innocence Pockets Bubbles Dirt Manhood Delightful Frogs Gum Boyhood Bubble Gum

Author:Alan Beck

“Being movie director you've got the art department, you've got the actors, you've got the camera department, you've got make-up and hair, and props. You've got your finger in all these pies, and you're making sure that everything cooks at the right temperature.”

Art Actors Hair Directors Cameras Fingers Cooks Department Pie Temperature Props Movie Director

Author:Michael Fassbender

“Knowing me is easy. You can still twist your hair and feel silly. Look up the word tacky and have a salad. But when we're together you pull bread apart with your fingers into bites sometimes so small I gotta remind you, Peach, it is okay to be hungry.”

Feels Looks Stills Sometimes Together Easy Knowing Hair Okay Fingers Silly Hungry Bread Look Up Bites Twists Salad Peaches Tacky

Author:Buddy Wakefield

“And we certainly don't have full conversations on cellphones. You know? Usually the reception is so bad, but it's only bad on your side. The person talking to you has no clue. They're just rambling on and on. You've got your finger jammed in your ear, you're shushing people on the streets. You're ducked behind a dumpster so you can hear about your friend's new hair cut. What about the bangs are they shorter?! Are the bangs shorter?! The bangs!”

People Knows Persons Sides Behinds Talking Cutting Streets Hair Conversation Ears Fingers Clue Bangs Your Side Reception Cellphone Rambling Hair Cut Dumpsters

Author:Ellen DeGeneres

“I have never, not once, gone on television and not received some email or tweet or comment about my hair. Without fail. Isn't that absurd? All it does is make me want to shape my bangs into a sort of middle finger-like sculpture.”

Want Doe Gone Failing Middle Television Hair Shapes Fingers Absurd Comment Email Sculpture Bangs Tweet Middle Finger

Author:Sally Kohn

“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

“That was in Crescent City, California, up near the Oregon border. I left soon after. But today I was thinking of that place, of Crescent City, and of how I was trying out a new life there with my wife, and how, in the barber's chair that morning, I had made up my mind to go. I was thinking today about the calm I felt when I closed my eyes and let the barber's fingers move through my hair, the sweetness of those fingers, the hair already starting to grow.”

Source: Where I'm Calling From: Selected Stories

“They stood brow to brow, brown to white, black to black, he supporting her elbows, she playing her limp light fingers over his collarbone, and how he "ladored,"he said, the dark aroma of her hair blending with crushed lily stalks, Turkish cigarettes and the lassitude that comes from "lass." "No, no, don't," she said, I must wash, quick-quick, Ada must wash; but for yet another immortal moment they stood embraced in the hushed avenue, enjoying as they had never enjoyed before, the "happy-forever" feeling at the end of never-ending fairy tales.”

“it may not always be so; and i say that if your lips, which i have loved, should touch another's, and your dear strong fingers clutch his heart, as mine in time not far away; if on another's face your sweet hair lay in such a silence as i know,or such great writhing words as, uttering overmuch, stand helplessly before the spirit at bay; if this should be, i say if this should be- you of my heart, send me a little word; that i may go unto him, and take his hands, saying, Accept all happiness from me. Then shall i turn my face,and hear one bird sing terribly afar in the lost lands.”

Ifs Knows Should Heart May Littles Hands Faces Spirit Turns Lost Strong Silence Accepting Land Mines Sweet Hair My Heart Bird Lays Fingers Lips Dear Be You Far Away Afar Clutch

Book:100 Selected Poems

Source: 100 Selected Poems

“I am running into a new year and the old years blow back like a wind that I catch in my hair like strong fingers like all my old promises and it will be hard to let go of what I said to myself about myself when I was sixteen and twenty-six and thirty-six but I am running into a new year and I beg what i love and I leave to forgive me.”

Years Said Hard Running Strong Wind Hair Promise Letting Go Six Twenties Forgiving Fingers Blow Thirty New Year Sixteen Forgive Me Old Year Hard To Let Go

Book:An ordinary woman

Source: An ordinary woman

“This world,' she said. 'Do you really like it?' What a question! Farid never asked himself such things. He was glad to be with Dustfinger again and didn't mind where that was. It's a cruel world, don't you think?' Meggie went on. 'Mo often told me I forget how cruel it is too easily.' With his burned fingers, Farid stroke her fair hair. It shone even in the dark. 'They're all cruel,' he said. 'The world I come from, the world you come from, and this one, too. Maybe the people don't see the cruelty in your world right away, it's better hidden, but it's there all the same.”

People Thinking World Mind Said Dark Forget This World Hair Fairs Fingers Glad Cruelty Burned Strokes Cruel World Dustfinger

Book:Inkspell

Source: Inkspell

“Death like a lover, caressing him, promising him peace, running its fingers through his hair, its tongue in his ear. She put her own two fingers in her mouth. Im so sorry. And pulled the trigger”

Two Running Hair Lovers Mouths Ears Fingers Sorry Tongue Triggers

Author:Janet Fitch

“Oh baby," he whispers. Steps back. Out of the doorway. His face ashen. He walks slowly back to the kitchen. Leans over the counter. Puts his head in his hands. His hair falls over his fingers. The bathroom door clicks shut. She stays there for a long time. He's pulling his hair out.”

Long Hands Faces Fall Walks Steps Doors Hair Baby Long Time Fingers Kitchen Pulling Bathroom Clicks Doorways

Author:Lisa McMann

“I would remain nearer you for what time there is." "Gone in one faerie sigh," she quoted. Leather-clad fingers brushed over her short hair, rested on her cheek. "I can hold my breath.”

I Can Gone Hair Breaths Fingers Cheeks Sigh Leather Faerie Short Hair

Book:Valiant

Source: Valiant

“I can see his pain, see it in the way he runs his fingers through his hair, over and over, and I understand what it costs him to hide it all.”

Way I Can Running Pain Hair Cost Fingers

Book:A Great and Terrible Beauty

Source: A Great and Terrible Beauty

“I wish he hadn't gone and cut his hair. He looks about eight years old. His ears have tripled in size. Everyone's started calling him Dumbo. Which wouldn't be so bad, except they've started calling me Mrs. Dumbo. You can't even tell he's got curly hair anymore. There's nothing left to run my fingers through. Just this weird blond AstroTurf sprouting out of his skull.”

Years Looks Running Left Wish Gone Cutting Hair Calling Ears Fingers Size Eight Skulls Curly Hair Dumbo

Book:What My Mother Doesn't Know

Source: What My Mother Doesn't Know

“It's all about you, Colie." She touched one finger to her temple, tap tap tap. "Believe in yourself up here and it will make you stronger than you could ever imagine." There is something infectious about confidence. And for that one moment, with my eyebrows burning and my eyes watering, I believed. "And good hair never hurt either.”

Believe Moments Eye Hurt Imagine Hair Stronger Fingers Burning Believe In Yourself Touched Temples Eyebrows Makes You Stronger Good Hair

Author:Sarah Dessen

“Sometimes I remember that I can't always protect those I love." Under his fingers, her hair was soft and silky. She didn't try to tell him that he wasn't God, that he couldn't protect everyone. He knew that. But knowing and believing were two different things. What she did say succeeded in stopping his heart. "I wish you'd love me." Why?" Because then maybe you could protect me, too" Haunting sorrow whispered through her tone.”

Trying Believe Heart I Can Two Different Sometimes Remember Wish Knowing Hair Sorrow Protect Fingers Tone Different Things Stopping Haunting Wish You Two Different Things

Book:Slave to Sensation

Source: Slave to Sensation

“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.”

Ifs Knows Way Feels I Can Dream Imagination Dark My Own Hair Kissing Skins Fingers Lips Smell If I Could Silk Dimitri Fierceness Dark Hair Dimitri Rose

Author:Richelle Mead

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