“I waited just to see you at that kind of peace, I wanted to be beside you, I wanted you to wake up slowly or startle, or just half awaken and turn over or murmur my name. I wanted to watch you forever, or sleep beside you forever, or sleep forever while you woke and watched me, something forever anyway. I wanted to kiss you, rumple your hair, rest three fingertips on your hip bone warm and smooth, wake you that way or hush you back to sleep.” WayKindWantedTurnsThreeNamesSleepHalfWatchesForeverHairKissingWake UpWarmBonesHipsSmoothFingertipsHushBeside YouWakes You Author:Daniel Handler
“Here's what a lot of the media want us to believe: One day, we'll get everything right about our appearance. Our hair will look fabulous, our skin will be smooth and crease-free, men will have perfect six-pack abs and we'll be three sizes smaller than we are now. We'll look so good we'll have made over not just our looks but our lives.” MenWantBelieveLooksMadeThreePerfectOur LivesMediaHairOne DaySixSkinsSizeAppearanceAdvertisingPacksSmoothFabulousWant UFree ManSix Packs Author:Myrna Blyth
“Fair maid, white and red, Comb me smooth, and stroke my head; And every hair a sheave shall be, And every sheave a golden tree.” WhiteBeautyTreeHairRedFairsGoldenSmoothStrokesMaidsCombs Author:George Peele
“Carl Furillo was pure ballplayer. In his prime he stood six feet tall and weighed 190 pounds and there was a fluidity to his frame you seldom see, among such sinews. His black hair was thick, and tightly curled. His face was strong and smooth. He had the look of a young indomitable centurion ... I cannot imagine Carl Furillo in his prime as anything other than a ballplayer. Right field in Brooklyn was his destiny.” LooksFacesYoungStrongBlackDestinyImagineFeetFieldsHairPureSixPoundsPrimeTallThickSmoothBrooklynFluidityIndomitableBlack HairCenturions Author:Roger Kahn
“To sing is to praise God and the daffodils, and to praise God is to thank Him, in every note within my small range, and every color in the tones of my voice, with every look into the eyes of my audience, to thank Him. Thank you, God, for letting me be born, for giving me eyes to see the daffodils lean in the wind, all my brothers, all my sisters, for giving me ears to hear crying, legs to come running, hands to smooth damp hair, a voice to laugh with and to sing with...to sing to you and the daffodils.” GivingLooksHandsEyeRunningVoiceBornAudienceLaughingCryColorBrotherWindHairEarsPraiseNotesLegsRangeToneMy BrotherMy SisterSmoothDampPraise GodThank You GodDaffodil Book:DAYBREAK Source: DAYBREAK
“When lovely woman stoops to folly and Paces about her room again, alone, She smooths her hair with automatic hand, And puts a record on the gramophone.” HandsRoomsRecordsHairLovelyFollyPaceSmoothStoopsLovely Woman Author:T. S. Eliot
“I don't care what color your hair is, if you're pale or tan, if you have makeup on or just woke up all I care about is that when I look at you, you always look back and see me. You're beautiful inside and out and if you wanted to tattoo all that pretty white skin from head to toe I would be honored to put it there for you but if not I'll take you all smooth and milky white any chance I get.” IfsLooksWould BeCareWantedBeautifulChanceWhiteColorHairSkinsDon't CareI Don't CareMakeupPaleI CareSmoothTattooToesHonoredYou Re BeautifulBeautiful InsideWhite SkinBeautiful Inside And Author:Jay Crownover
“You just wanted to be normal. It wasn't even being beautiful. I just wanted to be smooth and thin and have, and you know, have beautiful glossy hair and lovely clothes and be able to walk in heels. And I thought that once I did all of that stuff that my life would begin.” KnowsAbleWantedBeautifulStuffWalksHairNormalClothesLovelyHeelsSmoothBeing Beautiful Author:Caitlin Moran
“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.” WantStillsBodyEyeAgeLastsFacesLeftLinesWhiteShareLove YouYouthTearsMinesHairRedRomanticSkinsMarkBreathsAgingSurpriseYour BodyTreasureYour FaceDelicateLost LoveFlashCriedRomantic LoveReplacedSmoothSoftnessRed HairStill Love YouAlways Love YouDelicate Life Author:Laurell K. Hamilton
“She looked at a silver birch: it would have a soft, showery voice and would look like a slender girl, with hair blown all about her face and fond of dancing. She looked at the oak: he would be a wizened, but hearty, old man with a frizzled beard and warts on his fact and hands, with hair growing out of the warts. She looked at the beech under which she was standing. Ah! --she would be the best of all. She would be a gracious goddess, smooth and stately, the Lady of the Wood.” MenLooksFactsHandsWould BeFacesGirlVoiceGrowingHairStandingDancingWoodsBeing The BestSilverOld ManGoddessSmoothBeardGraciousOaksSlenderHeartyWarts Author:C. S. Lewis
“It was a smooth silvery voice that matched her hair. It had a tiny tinkle in it, like bells in a doll's house. I thought that was silly as soon as I thought of it.” HouseVoiceHairTinySillyBellsSmoothDollsMatched Book:The Big Sleep & Farewell, My Lovely Source: The Big Sleep & Farewell, My Lovely