“What would you be like if you had white hair and had not given up your principles? It might be wise as you deal with coalition efforts to think about the possibilities of going for fifty years.” IfsThinkingYearsMightGivenWhiteDealsEffortPrinciplesWisePossibilityHairFiftyGiven UpBeing WiseCoalitionsWhite Hair Author:Bernice Johnson Reagon
“I never wash my hair the night before an event - I call it second day hair, and it holds better. Also, the day before, test run your makeup and watch it every couple of hours (see if your mascara is bleeding, or if your lip gloss runs out really quickly). Oh, and for me, shoe-wise, platforms give me the same height that I need, but they're not as taxing on my feet.” IfsNeedsGivingRunningNightHoursWatchesWiseFeetEventsHairCoupleTestsGive MeShoesLipsHeightMakeupPlatformsBleedingGlossMascaraLip Gloss Author:Debby Ryan
“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.” GivingFeelsEyeThreeWaterNumbersWiseFourHairRedDressesWineBonesDrunkBreastsBloomingNumber ThreeRefills Book:Willful Creatures Source: Willful Creatures
“She didn't feel thirty. But then again again, what was being thirty supposed to feel like? When she was younger, thirty seemed so far away, she thought that a woman of that age would be so wise and knowledgeable, so settled in her life with a husband and children and a career. She had none of those things. She still felt as clueless as she had felt when she was twenty, only with a few more gray hairs and crow's feet around her eyes.” FeelsChildrenStillsWould BeEyeAgeFeltCareersWiseFeetHairHusbandTwentiesThirtyGrayFar AwayHer EyesCrowKnowledgeableCluelessGray Hair Book:PS, I Love You: A Novel Source: PS, I Love You: A Novel
“When Vanity kissed Vanity, a hundred happy Junes ago, he pondered o'er her breathlessly, and, that all men might ever know, he rhymed her eyes with life and death: "Thru Time I'll save my love!" he said. . . yet Beauty vanished with his breath, and, with her lovers, she was dead. . . -Ever his wit and not her eyes, ever his art and not her hair: "Who'd learn a trick in rhyme, be wise and pause before his sonnet there". . . So all my words, however true, might sing you to a thousandth June, and no one ever know that you were Beauty for an afternoon.” KnowsMenArtSaidMightEyeWiseHairLoversHundredBreathsWitTricksVanityLife And DeathAfternoonHer EyesPausesRhymeJuneSonnetBeing Wise Book:This Side of Paradise Source: This Side of Paradise
“Brown Penny I WHISPERED, 'I am too young,' And then, 'I am old enough'; Wherefore I threw a penny To find out if I might love. 'Go and love, go and love, young man, If the lady be young and fair.' Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny, I am looped in the loops of her hair. O love is the crooked thing, There is nobody wise enough To find out all that is in it, For he would be thinking of love Till the stars had run away And the shadows eaten the moon. Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny, One cannot begin it too soon.” IfsThinkingMenEnoughMightWould BeRunningYoungStarsLove IsWiseHairMoonShadowFairsAnd LoveYoung ManBrownRunning AwayPenniesCrookedLoopsBe Young Book:Collected Poems Source: Collected Poems