467 Inspiring Quotes about Hair

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He had the prettiest hair she had ever seen on a man: dark brown, almost black, and soft like sable, it fell down to his shoulders. She wondered what he’d do if she threw some mud in it. Probably kill her.

— Ilona Andrews, Bayou Moon

I’ve never been cool and I don’t really care about being cool. It’s just an awful lot of time and hair gel wasted.

— Chris Martin

I did feel funny about being fair and having red hair and freckles. I did not like that because I grew up in a neighbourhood where no one had red hair. I felt very conspicuous but not in a nice way.

— Patti Scialfa

Try to accept each other for what you are and don’t point out the fact that the hair he’s losing on his head is now growing out of his nose – and his ears.

— Peg Bundy

We all have times when we go home at night and pull out our hair and feel misunderstood and lonely and like we’re falling. I think the brain is such that there is always going to be something missing.

— Jude Law

True beauty is not related to what color your hair is or what color your eyes are. True beauty is about who you are as a human being, your principles, your moral compass.

— Ellen DeGeneres, Seriously… I’m Kidding

You need a man, Kara. A man you can open up to. A man whose passion for life matches yours. A man who grabs your hair in big fistfuls and twists and pulls it when he’s fucking you. A man willing to walk wire for you.

— Pamela Clare, Extreme Exposure

The dog growled again, long and ferocious. The hair on my neck tingled.And just when I knew he would attack, a horrible scream split the air, and Darlene passed out and fell over on her side.

— Carol Petrie

I don’t understand women at all. Like how a women can pour boiling hot wax onto their upper thigh, then rip the hair out by the root… and still be afraid of a spider.

— Jerry Seinfeld

His face was gaunt, scraped and bloody, his hair dusted with cobwebs, but when he locked eyes with her, she thought he had never looked more handsome.Percy & Annabeth

— Rick Riordan

Definition of a Jewish nymphomaniac: A woman who will make love the same day she has her hair done.

— Maureen Lipman

Amanda, whether you know it or not, I’m all the security you’ll ever need. I would never let anyone harm a single hair on your head.

— Stephanie Evanovich, The Sweet Spot

People say women shouldn’t have long hair over a certain age, but I’ve never done what everyone says.

— Jane Seymour

I couldn’t resist him, his eyes were like yours, his hair was exactly the shade of brown.He’s just not as tall, but I couldn’t tell, it was dark and I was lying down.

— Amy Winehouse

Is it atikraman [Hurtful karma] if we eat, cut our hair or brush our teeth? No, it is not like that. Anger-pride-deceit-greed is considered atikraman [Hurtful karma]. If you do pratikraman [Ask for forgiveness], they will all go away.

— Dada Bhagwan

If you want the law to leave you alone, keep your hair trimmed and your boots shined.

— Louis L’Amour, The Man Called Noon

Little sleep’s-head sprouting hair in the moonlight, when I come backwe will go out together, we will walk out together among, the ten thousand things, each scratched too late with such knowledge, the wages of dying is love.

— Galway Kinnell

I twist and pin my hair at the nape of my neck, and then stand with legs wide. It’s what Nash told me to do before speaking because men, no matter how many times they profess women are equal, prefer to take direction from bodies like theirs.

— Caroline George, The Vestige

He watched me rake my fingers through the tangles in my hair and smiled. “Quit it. You’re fucking beautiful.”“Just point me to the nearest eighties rock video, ” I said.

— Jamie McGuire, Beautiful Disaster

The last thing she remembered before finally drifting off was how nice Steffi’s hair smelled.

— Kim Baldwin, Taken by Storm

All things old become new again. In my youth the athletes had crew cuts and the hippies had long hair. Now the athletes have long hair and the hippies are bald.

— Harley King

Glory went to look in on her father. He lay on his right side, his face composed, intent on sleep. His hair had been brushed into a soft white cloud, like harmless aspiration, like a mist given off by the endless work of dreaming.

— Marilynne Robinson, Home

Simon, ” said a voice at his shoulder, and he turned to see Izzy, her face a pale smudge between dark hair and dark cloak, looking at him, her expression half-angry, half-sad. “I guess this is the part where we say goodbye?

— Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire

Gray hair is a sign of age not of wisdom.

— Greek proverb

And sorrows return, though we drown them with wine, Since the world can in no way answer our craving, I will loosen my hair tomorrow and take to a fishingboat.

— Li Bai

I love to have my hair down I love to have my hair full… there’s something romantic about it.

— Blake Lively

In the holy solipsism of the youngNow I can’t walk thru a citystreet w/out eying eachsingle pedestrian. I feelthier vibe thru myskin, the hair on my neck— it rises.

— Jim Morrison, Wilderness: The Lost Writings, Vol. 1

all people start tocome apart finallyand there it is:just empty ashtrays in a roomor wisps of hair on a combin the dissolving moonlight.

— Charles Bukowski

I just don’t get it. You’ve been in love with this bloke since you were a kid, and he’s never once got his hair cut short enough that it doesn’t poke him in the damn eye.

— Kristina Adams, What Happens in New York

And there was this sweet-looking little old lady with her white hair in a bun and everything, the typical grandmother type, and she was swearing her head off. I guess Alzheimer’s had brought out her inner sailor.

— Vivian Vande Velde, Remembering Raquel

Man, Grandma, what big hair you have.””The better to style with, my dear.

— Neal Shusterman, Red Rider’s Hood

Something contracts in my chest. The air shifts, grows heavy and dense as mud. Alexa twists her hair around her finger and whispers, “Didn’t you even try to escape, Charlotte?

— Clara Kensie, Aftermath

I made sure to brush my teeth as soon as I was able. I even asked for a hair tie to pull my long, blood-red hair into a twist at the nape of my neck so I wouldn’t have that ‘freshly hospitalized’ look.

— Elle Lothlorien, Alice in Wonderland

A lot of people are alive because I shed too much hair to get away with murder.

— Darynda Jones, The Dirt on Ninth Grave

In our world, I rank music somewhere between hair ribbons and rainbows in terms of usefulness.

— Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

My hands are in his hair and his arms wrap around my waist tighter. I know what Henry does to me. I’m space bound. A rocket about to blast off. And I want Henry to send me to the moon.

— Lauren Hammond, He Loves Me…He Loves You Not…

Well, looks like you won’t be reaching nirvana anytime soon.”She pushed a stray lock of hair off her forehead and sniffed. “Yes, I suppose that’s true. I guess I’ll just have to settle for a trip to Idaho.

— Beth Hoffman, Saving CeeCee Honeycutt

Grandparents are extremely rich folks with silver in their hair and gold in their hearts.

— Mamur Mustapha

Curiosity is the hair of our habit tending to stand on end. It rarely happens that our attention is not stained in greater or lesser degree by this animal element.

— Samuel Beckett, Proust

I’m Brian a lot more than I’m Paul Walker, which is awesome. When I hear, ‘Hey Paul Walker!’ my hair stands up on the back of my neck. It’s uncomfortable. But when I hear, ‘It’s Brian!’ it’s cool. I like Brian.

— Paul Walker

In afew hours, she’ll see Anna for herself. She’ll seeher dressed in blood, her hair floating like it’ssuspended in water, eyes black and shining. Andwhen she does, she won’t be able to catch herbreath.

— Kendare Blake, Girl of Nightmares

It was common knowledge that big, bad city boys spent the bulk of their time sleeping around, coiffing their hair and posting pictures of food on the internet.

— Gena Showalter, The Closer You Come

My favourite beauty look is definitely ’70s beauty – sun kissed skin, wavy hair and defined eyes.

— Erin Heatherton

The riot screws didn’t give a monkey’s about the state he was in, no sir. They dragged him by his hair in to the first cell that was opened, where he was stripped and beaten.

— Stephen Richards, Scottish Hard Bastards

By age seven, I used to comb my hair for performances, just pull my hair up into a bun. Granted, it wasn’t a very intricate hairstyle. Still, to be that responsible and disciplined at age seven is unusual.

— Janet Jackson

Each death laid a dreadful charge of complicity on the living; each death was incongenerous, its guilt irreducible, its sadness immortal; a bracelet of bright hair about the bone.

— John Fowles

Pull the hair on my head the wrong way, and I would be on my knees begging for mercy. I have very sensitive follicles.

— Benedict Cumberbatch

Her short blond hair shifted in the wind, and she appeared the very definition of peace and comfort. Like she belonged in the world that had existed before everything was scorched.

— James Dashner, The Kill Order

She persisted when I resisted. And thank God for that. Because the number of storms I needed to go through before appreciating the way the wind whipped through her hair was one to many. Now, I’d move mountains to make her mine. Rain or shine.

— J. Raymond

I was going to tell you that you look beautiful with your hair down. That’s all I was going to say.

— Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall

Mom smiled and brushed my hair away from my face. “You can call yourself whatever youwant.”“Okay. Sophie Awesome Sparkle-Princess it is.

— Rachel Hawkins, Spell Bound

And then, standing there in my Godzilla t-shirt, her blonde hair combed to the side, she says, “Supergirls stand together.” I had to say the rest, “Supergirls stay together.

— Mav Skye, Behind the Black Door

So?” Mac says.I shrug.”Oh, come on! Don’t tell me you didn’t feel something? That you didn’t enjoy it?””It was nice, I guess.””You guess?” Mac laughs and swipes his hair from his brow. “Tough crowd.””Yeah, well, I guess you are an acquired taste.

— Ashley Mansour, Blood, Ink & Fire

It’s how you look at beauty. Is it only an outward appearance with hair and makeup and a hot body, or is it something deeper than that?

— Hilary Swank

To have her here in bed with me, breathing on me, her hair in my mouth—I count that something of a miracle.

— Henry Miller, Tropic of Cancer

…I craved to stroke that delicate skin and run my fingers through her tresses as she moaned with hunger. I would grip a thick section of her hair in my hands, wrap it around my fingers, and take her from behind. And she would scream my name.

— Kenya Wright, The Muse

For the first few years of my life my mom used to cut my hair so there were a lot of bowl-cut hair styles.

— Ne-Yo

For days after death hair and fingernails continue to grow, but phone calls taper off.

— Johnny Carson

You were twisting your wet hair up into a ponytail, and then you saw us, and you smiled….””Then why didn’t you-“”Because you were smiling for him. And I would have had to have been an idiot to get in between that.

— Mandy Hubbard, Ripple

Guys who know how to use a blowdryer… Their hair is too long!

— Mallory hopkins

The other reason I like your hair down is that I’ve fantasized about having these silken tresses wrapped around my fist as I’m fucking you

— Lorelei James, Bound

I curled my lip at the sight of sizzling human hair and skin clinging to my demon flesh. Damn, I’d have given anything to be back in Boston, sipping chai tea latte.” ~ Muse, Ties That Bind, #5 The Veil Series.

— Pippa DaCosta, Ties That Bind

My Love wakes in a puddle of sunlight.Her hands asleep beside her.Her hair draped on the lawnlike a mantle of cloth.I give her my troth, for our love is wholeI sing her beauty in my soul

— Roman Payne

I’m a very outgoing person. I’m always happy, I’m one of those people who are always smiling. If somebody described me to somebody else, they’d say the kid with the curly hair with the big smile on his face. I get along with everybody.

— Corbin Bleu

An elderly black man with gray hair said, “Every bottle should come with a warning: ‘This bottle may cause you to lose your job. This bottle may cause you to get a divorce. This bottle may cause you to become homeless.

— Akhil Sharma, Family Life

Our hair points to the sky, the place we’d rather be….

— Daniel Amos, Vox Humana

The human body essentially recreates itself every six months. Nearly every cell of hair and skin and bone dies and another is directed to its former place. You are not who you were last November.

— Donald Miller, A Million Miles in a Thousand Years: What I Learned While Editing My Life

Let your hair loose, and enjoy the breeze.Go out into the woods and sit under trees, Do whatever it takes and set your mind at ease.

— Innocent Mwatsikesimbe, Reality Check: A Collection of Poems

We are often told we can’t have brains and beauty, and I really hope that my message is that you can put on that red lip and curl your hair and put on that power dress – you don’t have to sacrifice one for the other.

— Tyra Banks

You really are a pain in the ass, ” he laughs. I swat him playfully, laughing too as a single tear rolls down my cheek. He wipes it away and tucks my hair behind my ear, “But you’re my pain in the ass.

— Kandi Steiner, Tag Chaser

Lucy: I don’t feel like talking about college. It increases my stress level.James: And increased stress levels lead to hair loss.Lucy: My head-hair volume is fine.James: You say that like I should be concerned about leg-hair volume.

— Kristen Tracy, Hung Up

It is foolish to tear one’s hair in grief, as though sorrow would be made less by baldness.

— Marcus Tullius Cicero

To a pessimist, losing bobby pins is as hopeless as losing hair. To an optimist, losing hair gives hope to get the lost bobby pins back.

— Munia Khan

Why, the club was just the quietest place in the world, a place where a woman could run in to brush her hair and wash her hands, and change her library book, and have a cup of tea.

— Kathleen Thompson Norris, Saturday’s Child

She slid her fingers into his thick hair and melted while he kissed her as if there were no tomorrow. He tempted, he seduced, he enticed.And she willingly followed.

— Donna Grant, Fire Rising

you keep me going when i feel like a flat tyreyou do my head right, like a hair dryercan i call you my machanic since you change my mood and get me feeling like i have got a spare tyre.

— Mohlalefi j motsima

Of course, you were crowned with laurel in the beginning, your gold hair was wreathed with laurel, but the gold is thinning and the laurel has withered. Face it – pitiful monster.

— Tennessee Williams, Sweet Bird of Youth

I remember straightening my hair because I wanted to be like everybody else, and now the fact that anybody would emulate what I do? It’s just funny.

— Taylor Swift

Maya wrapped one leg around him, writhing against him as she threaded her fingers through his hair and held him to her, urging him on.”Never stop touching me that way, ” Maya rasped.

— Sara Humphreys, Vampire Trouble

Black hair spilling, blue eyes piercing. Enchanted by the lies that he was singing.

— Sara Secora

Husbands are the leftovers of a stew called love –she thought—, and with hair on their faces.

— Javier Enríquez Serralde

If you want to wear long hair or wear that dress, as long as you’re not hurting yourself or anybody else, I say do it. If you want to go out and have a romantic, sexy affair, do it.

— Florence Henderson

I do maintain that if your hair is wrong, your entire life is wrong.

— Morrissey

Growth of human hair is the absolute blessing for a barber

— Munia Khan

Don’t you remember sweet Alice Ben Bolt? Sweet Alice whose hair was so brown Who wept with delight when you gave her a smile And trembl’d with fear at your frown!

— Thomas Dunn

He knows every hair on your head, and he sees every tear you shed.

— Craig Groeschel, Weird: Because Normal Isn’t Working

I guess you’ve got a spice of temper, ” commented Mr. Harrison, surveying the flushed cheeks and indignant eyes opposite him. “It goes with hair like yours, I reckon

— L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea

Don’t panic. Say, Hey, no problem. Run a hand through your hair like the whiteboys do even though the only thing that runs easily through your hair is Africa.

— Junot Díaz, Drown

Your hair is winter fire, January embers.My heart burns there, too.-Stephen King, IT

— Stephen King

(Thinking while being interrogated by the Germans) You big shots think you can decide on my life, but I have news for you: you can’t touch a hair on my head without the will of God my Father, because He is on my side.

— Diet Eman, Things We Couldn’t Say

Her albino hair illuminated my dreams, shining brighter than moonlight.

— Anna Kavan, Ice

…every time I look at you autumn leaves come in between – does it matter they’re the color of your hair – or they still fall in my memory?…

— John Geddes, A Familiar Rain

Li, a willowy manboy with a shock of black hair atop a mouthful of bad teeth was the brother-in-law he had introduced to industrial espionage several years back. Rong often regretted that.

— Michael Benzehabe

Not enough, ” he said, letting her hair slip through his fingers. “If I kiss you all day, everyday, for the rest of my life, it won’t be enough.

— Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls

You yank my hair back even harder, creating a sudden hurt which nearlytopples me over the edge of the precipice.“Look at me whilst you beg me, little one…

— Felicity Brandon, Destination Anywhere

If I’m not working and getting my makeup done, that’s my chance to do a hair mask and a face mask and my plucking and waxing and all of that.

— Rita Ora

3) Saturday night is the official meeting night of Penny Lane’s Lonely Hearts Club. Attendance is mandatory. Exceptions are for family emergencies and bad hair days only.

— Elizabeth Eulberg, The Lonely Hearts Club

I don’t like to do much with my hair – which is good, because I don’t know how! I just always make sure I have a great haircut.

— Chyler Leigh

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.

— Edwidge Danticat, Krik? Krak!

My hair was probably a disaster and my shirt was still damp, but I didn’t care. It was funny, I never cared about those things with Oliver. I didn’t worry about how I looked. All that mattered was how I felt.

— Robin Benway, Emmy & Oliver

I like the word clandestine. It feels medieval. Sometimes I think of words as being alive. If clandestine were alive, it would be a pale little girl with hair the color of fall leaves and a dress as white as the moon.

— Carol Rifka Brunt, Tell the Wolves I’m Home

It’s like one of those scenes from a feel-good Hollywood movie. Where everybody is happy and nobody’s hair fizzes in the wind. Where it doesn’t rain, your shoes stay comfortable all day, and everybody’s jokes are funny.

— Randa Abdel-Fattah, Does My Head Look Big In This?

…as he was combing his hair in front of the mirror…only then did he understand that a man knows when he is growing older because he begins to look like his father.

— Gabriel García Márquez, Love in the Time of Cholera

She shook her head, and we parted, kissing, as the first beams from the sun burst forth behind us. When I returned to my bedroom, the scent of her hair remained on my pillow. For the first time in my life, at the age of twenty-five, I was in love.

— James Russell Lingerfelt, The Mason Jar

The Strength of life is as strong as the strength of the hair follicle.

— kundhan karunakar

Librarians were like guardian angels, with graying hair and beady eyes, magnified through reading glasses, and always read to recommend new literary windows to gaze through.

— Ellen Hopkins, Burned

I used to wonder why I had hair on my legs, but now I know it’s for my toddler sons and daughters to pull themselves up off the ground with as I scream in pain.

— Jim Gaffigan, Dad Is Fat

Having no room of my own to “take care of things” had begun to weigh on me. I wondered if storing up semen would have a health impact on me, positive or negative, like shinier hair or weight gain.

— Bill Konigsberg, Openly Straight

You know, I change my hair color a lot, I do all sorts of different things.

— Kelly Lynch

How bad could things be if my hair was neat?

— Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter

A cat’s rage is beautiful, burning with pure cat flame, all its hair standing up and crackling blue sparks, eyes blazing and sputtering.

— William S. Burroughs, The Cat Inside

I want to make love, but my hair smells of war and running and running.

— Warsan Shire, Teaching My Mother How to Give Birth

You’re my best friend’s kid sister, Ang. I’ve known you since you were eight.” He ducked his head, dragged his hands through his hair with all the frustration winding through him. “Christ, if your brother finds out, he’ll have my hide.

— J.M. Stewart, A Second Chance at Forever

I think I am at my best when my hair is short. It’s easier to take care of and more of who I am. Women are conditioned to think we need long hair.

— Halle Berry

If someone loves sweet things and constantly eats angel´s hair tartlets should this be diagnosed as having some sort of heavenly trichotillomania?

— Ana Claudia Antunes

I think your hair could blow every which ways in a high wind and still look pretty, ” he answered, then dropped his gaze and cleared his throat. “Uh, well, are you ready to go?” he added in a brisker tone.”Joshua

— Werner A. Lind

What’s with you men? Would hair stop growing on your chest if you asked directions somewhere?

— Erma Bombeck

With regard to things such as independence, mental capabilities, and sexuality, a very old man is nothing but a gigantic infant with white hair and wrinkles.

— Mokokoma Mokhonoana

Hopes are like hair ornaments. Girls want to wear too many of them. When they become old women they look silly wearing even one.

— Arthur Golden, Memoirs of a Geisha

Best to have only a few absolutely perfect trait – for example, my hair and eyes and sparkling personality – so you don’t overwhelm.

— Kiersten White, Endlessly

She wore red lipstick the next time that I saw her, though her hair was more voluminous with dirt than before. Owing, like everything else about these girls, to the fertility of rats.

— Kathy Acker, Pussy, King of the Pirates

I’ve never wanted anybody to like me because I had long hair or short hair, or that they liked the way I dressed or they liked the way I dressed or they liked the way I smile.

— David Allan Coe

LADY BRACKNELLI had some crumpets with Lady Harbury, who seems to me to be living entirely for pleasure now.ALGERNONI hear her hair has turned quite gold from grief.

— Oscar Wilde, The Importance of Being Earnest

Hair on a man’s chest is thought to denote strength. The gorilla is the most powerful of bipeds and has hair on every place on his body except for his chest.

— Anton Szandor LaVey

Well, I go wherever the ring takes me. Not because I’m a gold digger or anything; it’s more of a Lord of the Rings thing. This ring gives me powers. Though I’m totally going to lose it when my hair falls out and I start calling it ‘my precious.

— Cindi Madsen, Falling for Her Fiance

I will age for you, if it pleases you. I will match you, wrinkle for wrinkle, grey hair for grey hair, crease for crease, wrinkle for wrinkle. You will be so beautiful when you are old.

— Catherynne M. Valente, Deathless

Do I have to give you hair torture to get it out of y

— Jennifer Lane, Blocked

… And the boy whose hair remained the color of lemons forever.

— Markus Zusak, The Book Thief

She grabbed his hair and pulled his mouth tighter against her lips. She wanted to possess and devour him.

— Alan Kinross, Longinus the Vampire: Redemption

Who cares what colour your hair or what shape your shape is? Who cares what religion your religion or what language your language is? What is the colour of your heart? That is all that matters!

— Mehmet Murat ildan

Her hair was pulled back so severely, it would have won approval from the Spanish Inquisition as a method of torture.

— Will Thomas, Some Danger Involved

Gorgeous hair is the best revenge.

— Ivana Trump

There are no captions on red-carpet photos that say, ‘This girl trained for two weeks, she went on a juice diet, she has a professional hair and makeup person, and this dress was made for her.’ I just wish they’d say, ‘It ain’t the truth.’

— Emilia Clarke

… keeping her wild-honey-and-chamomile-soaked hair from falling into her oatmeal-and-yogurt face mask

— Emma McLaughlin, The Real Real

In The Land of Poetry and Fighting, Efficiency rules the throne. I try to live here, so I shave my head because hair is dead and dead is inefficient.

— Cameron Conaway, Caged: Memoirs of a Cage-Fighting Poet

But the hair on her arms did not stand on end; she did not experience any strange instances of déjà vu; she did not see the ghosts of future selves shimmering before her, shouting stock picks back through time.

— Dexter Palmer, Version Control

I like my hair long, and I love my bangs. I love them because I can pin them back or keep the fringe with attitude.

— Cassie Steele

Can you be a girl for a few seconds?””I’m always a girl” I frown.”You know what I mean. Like a silly, annoying girl”I twirl my hair around my finger. “Kay.

— Veronica Roth, Divergent

Her hair is full of icy wind and daylight. She is every princess, every queen, in the history book.

— Lauren DeStefano, Perfect Ruin

Sure I love the dear silver that shines in your hair And the brow that’s all furrowed and wrinkled with care. I kiss the dear fingers so toil-worn for me Oh God bless you and keep you Mother Machree.

— Rida Johnson Young

He relaxed his hands, lifted one and tucked a strand of wispy blonde hair behind her ear. She didn’tmove; she only looked at him. He wondered if she felt it too.

— Maisey Yates, Unexpected

Oh, ” she said, in a very different way. “Well. Thanks for my part in the compliment. Naturally I’d love to be watched and controlled, but I think I may be washing my hair that day.

— Sarah Rees Brennan, The Demon’s Covenant

Behind every small business, there’s a story worth knowing. All the corner shops in our towns and cities, the restaurants, cleaners, gyms, hair salons, hardware stores – these didn’t come out of nowhere.

— Paul Ryan

You know, sometimes I feel well and vital in the world, and sometimes I just feel so distressed I want to pull my hair out by the roots.

— Sharon Stone

He raised his hand to brush a stray hair from her face. Instead of dropping his hand, he slid it behind her neck and drew her closer. His earthy pine scent enveloped her. When his lips touched hers, she lost any hope of control.

— Lia Davis, Winter Eve

It’s sad to be constantly judged for every move you make after your first success. If you wear your hair differently, you have changed.

— Kriti Sanon

Running, the music flew into him, became the wind that pushed back his hair and the slap of his own feet on the pavement.

— Ann Patchett, Bel Canto

She wore flowers in her hair and carried magic secrets in her eyes. She spoke to no one. She spent hours on the riverbank. She smoked cigarettes and had midnight swims…

— Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things

Afterward she lies nestled against me, her hair tickling my face. I stroke her lightly, memorizing her body. I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb her and walk around for the rest of my days with her encased in my skin.

— Sara Gruen, Water for Elephants

She loosened her grip on his hair and lightly scraped her fingernails over his cheek to his incredible lips.”I could kiss you all day.”Laith’s gaze intensified.”All right.

— Donna Grant, Hot Blooded

You know a lot about math, ” I said. You know a lot about math? What type of statement was that? Right along the lines of “Hey, you have hair and it’s red and curly.” Real smooth.

— Katie McGarry, Pushing the Limits

For three days after death hair and fingernails continue to grow but phone calls taper off.

— Johnny Carson

He turns back to me, a strong hand swooping down and sculpting hair off my face, familiar looking arms curling back around me and cradling me into a chest harder and hotter than a mountain left baking in the Australian outback.

— Poppet, Ryan

You’re amazing, ” she whispered hoarsely.He pushed back the hair from her face. “You too.””How? All I do is let you play me like a piano.”He chuckled. “You’ve got a great keyboard.

— Ashlyn Chase, The Vampire Next Door

It’s so different when you change your hair color, you’re treated so differently. It’s a very funny experience. It’s fun – I love changing up my hair.

— Kate Bosworth

Don’t be afraid of the dark.” She tousled his hair tolerantly. “I’ve never known a man who wasn’t scared of more things than I was.

— Edward Hoagland, In the Country of the Blind: A Novel

The only thing that can stop hair from falling … is the floor.

— Will Rogers

I do not dye my hair blackso as to be young again and sin againbut because people dye their clothes black in mourning, so I have dyed my hair black, mourning for my old age.

— Rūdagī, Music of a Distant Drum: Classical Arabic, Persian, Turkish & Hebrew Poems

He tunneled his dirty hands through her hair and kissed her breathless. Her neck, her eyes, the corners of her mouth. He kissed her lips as if his life depended on it. Kissed their future into her. All they could have and all they could be.

— Susan Elizabeth Phillips, Heroes Are My Weakness

i prefer to think of the good times. Like when you held my hair as I was vomiting into a bucket.

— Leigh Bardugo, Crooked Kingdom

Many years ago, I concluded that a few hair shirts were part of the mental wardrobe of every man. The president differs from other men in that he has a more extensive wardrobe.

— Herbert Hoover

hanging out the window, Amber blew her a kiss. a lump the size of a fist clogged Heather’s throat, while a breeze from th sea pushed her thick hair away from her face. tears trickled unchecked down her cheeks.

— Lurlene McDaniel, Angel of Hope

A woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life.

— Coco Chanel

I hated these visits, because I kept feeling the visitors measuring my fat and stringy hair against what I had been and what they wanted me to be, and I knew they went away utterly confounded.

— Sylvia Plath

I didn’t care whether I had gotten dressed, or what state my hair was in or anything– it didn’t matter. I felt close to him, and I’d come to regard him as just another part of the scenery.

— Banana Yoshimoto, The Lake

Valérie: “You know, you don’t need to be a lesbian to be a feminist. Nor do you need short hair to be a lesbian. Or a feminist.””Yes, but helps, doesd’t it?” Astrid counters

— Clémentine Beauvais, Les petites Reines

He cries. ‘Please! I don’t want to die.’I lean over. My hair smothers him.’Then you should never have been born, ‘ I say.

— Christopher Pike, The Last Vampire

Spend lavishly on creams. Wash your hair with henna at the first sign of gray. Never spend one minute thinking about what you do not have. And most importantly, indulge in everything but love.

— M.J. Rose, The Witch of Painted Sorrows

I say, you look smashing this evening, ” Zayne strode over to her, took her arm, and began helping her up the walk, “That is a lovely gown, and what is the color of the hair you’re currently sporting?

— Jen Turano, A Most Peculiar Circumstance

The last time Sean found trouble, she arrived in a package of blonde hair and blue eyes.” ~ Giles on Jem

— J.A. Belfield, Eternal

My hair is way, way long. I’ve hitchhiked across the country a zillion times. I’ve ridden in every car. I was never a hippie. It takes more than long hair.

— Penn Jillette

Her hair was full of lights

— Anaïs Nin

My hair was famous before I was.

— Christopher Walken

His shoulder-length hair was a rich, dark-brown color with a slight wave to it and it flowed behind him as he ran into the center of the gypsies. He was tall, muscular, and so beautifully handsome, yet primal. He looked magnificent.

— Madison Thorne Grey, Magnificence

You might find me outside with a can of hair spray, spraying it with the hope that the sun will burn a hole in the Earth. Another part of me hopes people will grow up and evolve and get smarter. That’s the paradox of Marilyn Manson.

— Marilyn Manson

Captain Midlands: “I met the real you once.”John (Lennon) the Skrull: “You’re meeting the real me now.”Captain Midlands: “I told him to get his bleedin’ hair cut.

— Paul Cornell, Wisdom: Rudiments of Wisdom

If it looks like a cat, walks like a cat, and has whiskers like a cat, it’s probably a damn cat. But if it eats your groceries, messes up your kitchen, and makes you want to rip out your hair by the roots, you either married it or gave birth to it

— Lois Greiman, One Hot Mess

My mom was a medical photographer, but on the side, she did a before-and-after glam photography business in the house. She would do makeup and hair – and I was her assistant.

— Tyra Banks

I could croak with no warning, and the only tragedy anyone would experience would be showing up on the last day of my estate sale simply to discover that all remaining items had copious amounts of dog hair on them.

— Laurie Notaro, It Looked Different on the Model: Epic Tales of Impending Shame and Infamy

As my nostrils filled with the stench of burnt hair and my friends scurried to clean up the mess, I thought, ‘If your hair catches on fire while you’re making a wish, does that mean it isn’t coming true?

— Sarah Thebarge, The Invisible Girls: A Memoir

Shit, this woman’s scary. I’m glad my manager’s the short one with the wispy hair and the shaking hands. Milo knows how to get stuff done, but he’s about as terrifying as a goldfish.

— C.M. Stunich, Bad Day

A big advantage of being bald is that you can style your hair with a damp cloth.

— Anonymous

She is beautiful, soft hair nearly midnight in color, large eyes nearly as dark, and ivory skin like the petals of the lily, and she wore a fragrance of jasmine. But ’tis her willfulness that I enjoyed the most. And her resourcefulness.

— Terry Spear, The Ancient Fae

I bunch Rachel’s hair in my fist. The silky strands rub the spot between my fingers and I press my lips to her head. My heart hurts and soars and hurts again, all at the same time. I said I love her. Love her.

— Katie McGarry, Crash into You

That young man with the long, auburn hair and the impudent face – that young man was not really a poet; but surely he was a poem.

— G.K. Chesterton, The Man Who Was Thursday: A Nightmare

Stay on my six, he said, nuzzling the hair at her ear and breathing deeply the sweet scent of her.You remember what that is, right?It’s your ass.

— Lynn Raye Harris, Hot Pursuit

I’d like to be the romantic lead one day, but I’ve got to grow my hair first.

— Vinnie Jones

That should have been my strategy! By the time I’ve worked through the emotions of surprise, admiration, anger, jealousy, and frustration, I’m watching that reddish mane of hair disappear into the trees well out of shooting range.

— Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games

The get over a bad break up just get a good hair cut.It really works

— Disha

When I saw your strand of hair I knew that grief is love turned into an eternal missing.

— Rosamund Lupton, Sister

The armored infantry was Santa Claus, the battle was out Christmas. What else for the elves to do on Christmas Eve but to let their hair down and drink a a little eggnog.

— Hiroshi Sakurazaka, All You Need Is Kill 2

Right now I can’t even control my own imagination as it grips my hair and drags me into the dark

— Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

That nice feeling when you look in the mirror, and your hair’s right for the first time in your life? I don;t think we should base so much on weight, muscles, and a good hair day, but when it happens, it’s nice. It really is.

— Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

No amount of wavy blond hair nor evenings spent with her plump lips applying just the right amount of pressure to his various pleasure points could make up for the rotting carcass of a soul that resided beneath all that beauty.

— Nicki Elson, Hans & Greta: a Twisted Fairy Tale Novella

You’re not crazy.” She was serious, no hint of a smile.He cocked a brow. “And how do you know that?””I cut hair for a living.” Her dark eyes glinted with playfulness, easing some of his jacked-up nerve. “I see crazy all the time. You’re not it.

— Lisa Kessler, Light of the Spirit

There was blood on the hair of his chinny chin chin.

— Fawn Bonning, The Leader of Lors

Gray hair is God’s graffiti.

— Bill Cosby

Admiring and a little overwhelmed by the simple opulence of the limousine’s interior, she shook snowflakes from her scarf and tresses, hoping the rare effort she had put into doing her hair was not entirely r

— Roberta Pearce, The Value of Vulnerability

The woman who emerged had to be eight feet tall. Her hair was every shade of purple, piled in buns and hanging in braids, and all of it sprinkled with gems like stars.

— Brenda Cooper, Edge of Dark

I just like short hair on women I think it’s cool.

— Evangeline Lilly

It is foolish to tear one’s hair in grief as though sorrow would be made less by baldness.

— Cicero

One hair of a woman can draw more than a hundred pair of oxen.

— James Howell

I feel lucky that I found my talent, not unlucky that I was born with a disability. When I’m on a horse, I’m more worried about what the riding hat is doing to my hair than what my bent legs and arms are doing. What riding has given me is respect.

— Lee Pearson

Some primal force roared inside him, his possessive streak taking charge. He cupped the back of her head, her hair falling over the back of his hand like silk, and tightened his grip. The moment she softened against him, he took control.

— Leah Braemel, Slow Ride Home

This worked out perfectly for me in college, because what nineteen-year-old Virginia boy doesn’t want a wide-hipped, sarcastic Greek girl with short hair that’s permed on top? What’s that you say? None of them want that? You are correct.

— Tina Fey, Bossypants

I respond to many names.Sometimes I am different people.Sometimes I am the me that howls in the night.Sometimes I am the sickening silence.I wear moonlight in my hair and bare my teeth.

— Jessica Bates, Birth & What Came After: poems on motherhood

Oh, most unhappy man, ‘ he cried, ‘try to be happy! You have red hair like your sister.’My red hair, like red flames, shall burn up the world, ‘ said Gregory.

— G.K. Chesterton, The Man Who Was Thursday: A Nightmare

One of the reasons I grew my hair long last year was that I like how my bangs cover my eyes: it helps me block out the things I don’t want to see.”-August thinking

— R.J. Palacio, Wonder

It’s ridiculous – a girl steps out, goes dancing, gets her hair cut, decides to spend the summer in Italy and it’s a scandal. A chap does it and no one bats an eyelid.

— Sara Sheridan, London Calling

Black Friday is not another bad hair day in Wall Street. It’s the term used by American retailers to describe the day after the Thanksgiving Holiday, seen as the semi-official start of Christmas shopping season.

— Evan Davis

My Love wakes in a puddle of sunlight.Her hands asleep beside her.Her hair draped on the lawnlike a mantle of cloth.I give her my lifefor our love is wholeI sing her beauty in my soul.

— Roman Payne

You turn me on.” He cups my face, brushing my hair away from my eyes and a tear off my cheek.”“God, you turn me on. You’re driving me crazy. I want you to need my hands on you. Do you?

— Penelope Douglas, Punk 57

When red-headed people are above a certain social grade their hair is auburn.

— Mark Twain

Gaea?” Leo shook his head. “Isn’t that Mother Nature? She’s supposed to have, like, flowers in her hair and birds singing around her and dear and rabbits doing her laundry.”“Leo, that’s Snow White, ” Piper said.

— Rick Riordan, The Lost Hero

The Ethiop gods have Ethiop lips Bronze cheeks and woolly hair The Grecian gods are like the Greeks As keen-eyed cold and fair.

— Walter Bageh

Why, you mean you didn’t get abducted and dragged across country purely to make us a story for us to chew over endlessly?” asked Pip, tossing his shock of tow-colored hair indignantly. “The nerve!

— Mercedes Lackey, Bastion

Writing a novel is a terrible experience, during which the hair often falls out and the teeth decay.

— Flannery O’Connor

Poetry…… a place for the genuine, Hands that can grasp, eyesthat can dilate, hair that can rise

— Marianne Moore, Complete Poems

An elegant woman is a woman who despises you and has no hair under her arms.

— Salvador Dalí, The Secret Life of Salvador Dali

Her wavy, shoulder-length hair was the colour of polished mahogany.

— William Hjortsberg, Falling Angel

The beauty of having short hair is that I actually can wash and style it at home!

— Meagan Good

I love redheads. It’s not the hair color, it’s the crazy.

— Michael Makai, Domination & Submission: The BDSM Relationship Handbook

I don’t know much about my family history except that my father had straight black hair and his ancestors probably came from India.

— Trevor McDonald

When you think back to your first kiss, your hair is perfect and she was wearing a cool outfit. We remember it with restraint and we remember it with style. We remember it as idealistically as you can think.

— Stephen Chbosky

Like some winter animal the moon licks the salt of your hand, Yet still your hair foams violet as a lilac treeFrom which a small wood-owl calls.

— Johannes Bobrowski

My quest these days is to find my long lost inner child, but I’m afraid if I do, I’ll end up with food in my hair and way too in love with the cats.

— Kenny Loggins

They love their hair because they’re not smart enough to love something more interesting.

— John Green, Looking for Alaska

Her hair curled around her shoulders, long and loose, held back with glinting clips, in one those magical ways girls have of making their hair look like it is supposed to be up, but also sort of falling down.

— Kami Garcia, Beautiful Creatures

‘Grandmother’ doesn’t mean that you have gray hair and you retire and stay home cooking cakes for your grandchildren.

— Carine Roitfeld

A cool breeze stirred my hair at that moment, as the night wind began to come down from the hills, but it felt like a breath from another world.

— Francis Marion Crawford, For the Blood is the Life and Other Stories

There is a certain type of greasy hair that you get only when you are writing with no breaks.

— Mindy Kaling, Why Not Me?

Look. Survey. Inspect. My hair is ruined! I look like a pan of bacon and eggs!

— Diana Wynne Jones, Howl’s Moving Castle

When I met Jean I felt God reach down out of the sky pull my hair and say “This one dummy.”

— Richard Atcheson

People spot a big black lens, and they worry about what they’re doing, or how their hair looks. Nobody see the person holding the camera.

— Erica O’Rourke, Torn

He came back to the car, long legs lifting high in the snow, and there was snow in his hair and on his eyelashes and I remembered that I love him. It felt like something breaking with a little pain and spilling warm.

— Thomas Harris, Red Dragon

But I like my big Afro. I also liked when my hair was longer and relaxed. I’m happy to have choices. They’re mine to make

— Nicola Yoon, The Sun Is Also a Star

Lincoln said his spiky hair had “a way of getting up in the world”.

— Harold Holzer, Lincoln and the Power of the Press: The War for Public Opinion

I been starin’ at the back a Jimmy Nelson’s head for four grades now and I been noticin’ how his blond hair curls against the skin on his neck and the birthmark shaped like a half-moon I wanna press my fingernail into.

— Brooke Warra

She was mine.  I owned her from the hair on her head to her curl-covered cunt to those elegant feet. 

— kimber nilsson

She was the most beautiful creature on Earth – her hair said so in that language only hair can speak.

— Gabriel Bá, Daytripper

Relaxing your hair is like being in prison. You’re caged in. Your hair rules you. You didn’t go running with Curt today because you don’t want to sweat out this straightness. You’re always battling to make your hair do what it wasn’t meant to do.

— Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie, Americanah

I scan the room. Catherine is writing quickly, her light brown hair falling over her face. She is left-handed, and because she writes in pencil her left arm is silver from wrist to elbow.

— Sara Gruen, Water for Elephants

Hubert’s wife, Mindy, was a tiny powerhouse of a woman with a halo of wild blond hair and eye makeup so complex it took me a while to locate her pupils. She was clearly the brains of the operation, such as she was.

— Molly Harper, A Witch’s Handbook of Kisses and Curses

You’re the brightest thing in the room, ” he said. He lifted his hand from my waist, and slowly, carefully brushed a stray lock of hair from my cheek. “You shine.

— Morgan Matson, Since You’ve Been Gone

My mom taught me this really great beauty tip. She used to put oil or mayonnaise on the bottom half of her hair before she would shower.

— Blake Lively

I was the first face you saw when you were born, you were bald as my hair ran black. Now yours the last face I saw before I died, your hair ran black, as I was bald.

— Anthony Liccione

I resent my barber when he charges the full cost after he cuts my hair but he says he’s charging me for finding it.

— Tim Conway

His hair was red, and his eyes were a color blue that put the ocean to shame.

— Embee, Tess Embers

Among the top ten things I’ve learned in life: when your hair stylist is having a bad day, reschedule.

— P.M. Terrell

Step out from behind the words. When you’re a writer you can imagine that the words speak for you and are you, but they’re not. You are this living breathing bad hair day kind of person.

— Beth Kephart

My toes are a total wreck, my fingernails worse, and god knows my hair could use a registered nurse.

— Jack Bunbury, He/She Smells a Hoo-Hoo

As a travel writer I’ve specialized in gritty, fearful destinations, the kind of places that make a reader’s hair stick on end.

— Tahir Shah, Travels With Myself

So you do know!” I shouted. My phone lay there like a genie’s bottle, inanimate and yet containing the ability to grant me wishes and knowledge. “Girl, spill before I come over and dye your hair a natural color.

— Atom Yang, Red Envelope

When I die, nieces, I want to be cremated, my ashes taken up in a bush plane and sprinkled onto the people in town below. Let them think my body is snowflakes, sticking in their hair and on their shoulders like dandruff.

— Joseph Boyden, Through Black Spruce

Most of all she loved that when she hugged him her head would rest neatly just below his chin, where she could feel his breath lightly blowing her hair and tickling her head.

— Cecelia Ahern, P.S. I Love You

If you take a band like Nirvana, their biggest hits are structurally the same as even a hair metal band’s biggest hits. The structure’s not different – the attitude was different. Except it really wasn’t. It seemed a little more human.

— Buzz Osborne

In her daydreams, they aged miraculously, she still trim with a blond ponytail, standing next to her strong, tall husband with his thick, curly dark hair and straight white teeth. Money was never an issue.

— Karen Jones Gowen, Uncut Diamonds

As an actor, particularly because I’m – I would call myself a character actor. I change my look, my physical appearance and my body, my hair color, my whatever all the time for a role.

— Lynn Redgrave

Brushing a girl’s hair behind her earonce a daywill solve more problemsthan all thosetherapists and drugs.

— Atticus Poetry, Love Her Wild: Poems

All right, ” Shannen says slowly, tucking a lock of dark brown hair behind her ear. “Why did you glue that dolphin upside down?” Okay, so I’m a little distracted. “He’s doing the back stroke.

— Tera Lynn Childs, Forgive My Fins

And he wallowed in disgust and loathing, and his hair stood on end at the delicious horror.

— Patrick Süskind, Perfume: The Story Of A Murderer

The woman with hair of flames knelt over me. She might have been pretty if not for the anger in every corner of her face. Emerald eyes glowed with almost seeping venom as her nostrils flared. – Lord Tristan Dracanburh, Ethandun

— Alexandra May, Ethandun

His hair stood upright like porcupine quills.

— Giovanni Boccaccio

He stroked her hair gently as he said, “You challenge me like no one ever has, like no one has ever dared. It’s frustrating…” he kissed her lips chastely, “…but also refreshing. And sometimes it even turns me on a little.

— Franca Storm, Fated Desire

Is she a good baby? People would ask me. Well, no, I’d say.That swirl of hair on the back of her head. We must have taken a thousand pictures of it.

— Jenny Offill, Dept. of Speculation

Women not only bear the brunt of the equation of beauty with youth, we perpetuate it—every time we dye our hair to cover the gray or lie about our age, not to mention have plastic surgery to cover the signs of aging.

— Ashton Applewhite, This Chair Rocks: A Manifesto Against Ageism

I recorded my hair this morning, tonight I’m watching the highlights.

— Jay London

Some days after, the girl encountered her again, in a dream, as she was years ago: a very slender young woman in a long white skirt, her amber hair to her waist, her eyes coal black with ardor.

— Gina Berriault, Stolen Pleasures: Selected Stories of Gina Berriault

Indra believed that the birth of each of her sons had been accompanied by a sign… With Sarva, overnight her cascading black hair showed a thick clutch of grey. He was the child she would struggle most with.

— Rohini Mohan, The Seasons of Trouble: Life Amid the Ruins of Sri Lanka’s Civil War

I remember people saying: ‘You look funny, your hair is so black, you have a flat nose, ‘ but I didn’t think of it being racism, and I still don’t. But there was a sense of difference, of being an outsider.

— Sadie Jones

the best band for a women’s hair is her man’s hand

— Waasay Uddin

Truly, Mallow yearned to know everything. Curiosity was part of her, like her short blond hair and bitten fingernails.

— Catherynne M. Valente, The Girl Who Ruled Fairyland – For a Little While

I dyed my hair blonde when I was 14. My mom was not happy. But I love being blonde.

— Rita Ora

I consider myself someone who takes a lot of beauty risks, and I’ve realized what I liar I am. I change my hair a lot, from blue to blonde to bald, but I’m trying to branch out a little more with makeup.

— Halsey

In Tulsa, a girl would no sooner have run around with unstraightened hair than she would have run around naked. It would have been worse than running around naked, letting everyone see your naps (40).

— Martha Southgate, Third Girl from the Left

Then he heard a wild, high-pitched cackling that made the hair stand up on the back of his neck. It wasn’t sane, that laugh. In fact, it was the laughter of someone who never had more than a nodding acquaintance with sanity.

— Mercedes Lackey, Fortune’s Fool

I’ve always been intrigued by color and by interesting hair. I was one of those weird little girls doing my own hair at the age of 9. I was, like, getting weird gels and new brushes and cornrow holders. I would tweak and perm at the age of 13.

— Nicki Minaj

I never plan for the future but wander into it with a smile on my face, hope in my heart, and the hair up on the nape of my neck.

— Dean Koontz, Odd Apocalypse

Peter.” The fine hair along her spine rising, Vicky could feel the power in a name. This is who you are, it said. Come back to us.

— Tanya Huff, Blood Trail

What if just you and I hung out, like last summer?” Nick sat up and began twirling a lock of my wet hair around his finger. “Josh never needs to know.

— Dana Burkey, Just Pretending

That morning all of us girls had put our hair in high vintage-like ponytails, and Aunt Julie joked that we could almost be triplets. I laughed but knew that since my hair was so straight no one would ever confuse Rose and I.

— Kate Willis, Enjoy the Poodle Skirt

I would love to speak a foreign language but I can’t. So I grew hair under my arms instead.

— Sue Kolensky

Good luck is just bad luck with its hair combed.

— Stephen King

Some days you live in pajamas, and your hair kind-of has that Albert Einstein look.

— A.D. Posey, Coffee Chatter

I was pissed that I couldn’t go out and celebrate like someone turning twenty-one typically would, so I wore black hair to show my family just how pissed off I was.

— Amanda Maxlyn, What’s Left of Me

He sat there looking at her smiling and laughing, watching her hair fall over her eyes and she setting it back behind her ear. He turned away bowed his head down and smiled himself looking back at the sky.

— -Akshay Vasu

Ty didn’t think Middleton was a great girl. He thought Middleton was a pain in the ass. Waltzing around with her shiny hair and long legs and her throaty voice, being cuter than a fistful of buttons. Where did she get off?

— Eve Dangerfield, Act Your Age

Acting is all about big hair and funny props… All the great actors knew it. Olivier knew it, Brando knew it.

— Harold Ramis

Once when he was still young, I saw a bit of his scalp showing through his hair and I was afraid. But it was just a cowlick. Now sometimes it shows through for real, but I feel only tenderness.

— Jenny Offill, Dept. of Speculation

Because of my job, my hair gets played with a lot on set, so I try to give it little bit of breathing space when I’m not working.

— Gugu Mbatha-Raw

I swear that girl was born with a pen in her hand, the moon in her hair and stars in her soul.

— Melody Lee, Moon Gypsy

She wakes in a puddle of sunlight.Her hands asleep beside her.Her hair draped on the lawnlike a mantle of cloth.I give her my trothfor our love is whole;her breath is my wine, her scent is my soul.

— Roman Payne

Then I flipped my hair across his face and said, “Do you like my hair, baby? It’s Winterfresh, like a mountain spring.

— Cheyanne Young, Powered

Long hair is an unpardonable offence which should be punishable by death.

— Morrissey

Mrs. Hammon told me that God made my hair red on purpose and I haven’t card for him since.

— L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

Pubic hair is proof of sexual maturity and if your partner finds that a turn-off, you should probably reconsider that partner.

— Hadley Freeman, Be Awesome: Modern Life for Modern Ladies

If you work hard, and become successful, it does not necessarily mean you are successful because you worked hard, just as if you are tall with long hair it doesn’t mean that you would be a midget if you were bald.

— Lemony Snicket

But even though Ruth’s only a hair thinner than I am, she’s way on the other side of the fat girl spectrum, looking at me from the safe, slightly smug distance of her own control and conviction.

— Mona Awad, 13 Ways of Looking at a Fat Girl

He meticulously tries to get every hair in place. He tilts his head to look at himself from different angles, like there’s some magic perspective in the mirror that could change the dimensions of his face’-Olivia/Via thinking

— R.J. Palacio, Wonder

If truth is beauty, how come no one has their hair done in the library?

— Lily Tomlin

For too long, and despite what people told me, I had fallen for what the culture said about beauty, youth, features, heights, weights, hair textures, upper arms.

— Anne Lamott

No, that I love you. I love you, Isabel Marie Nichols, and I have since the first day I watched your golden blonde hair dance in the sunlight. That day, you became mine.

— A.M. Willard, Fading Memories

I’m too tough and sensitive to have to have some pubescent twerp with his mom’s earring in his tongue, who combs his hair with Redi-Whip and has an Ani DiFranco tattoo on his shin, come show me how a computer works.

— P. J. O’Rourke

We should be licensing everybody with a gun. I have to have a license for my dog. I have to have a license for my car. If you’re going to do my hair later you have to have a license… We don’t require a license to own a firearm?

— Michael Moore

She was an extraordinary person too! Would you believe it, she cut her hair short, and used to go about in men’s boots in bad weather

— Henrik Ibsen, Pillars of Society

Be happy, be fun, let your hair down and be AGELESS!

— Margo Vader

Sorry we’re late. Liam had to make sure his hair fell just right.

— Kristina Adams, What Happens in New York

once ruffle-skirted vanity table where I primped at thirteen, opening drawers to a private chaos of eyeshadows lavender teal sky-blue, swarms of hair pins pony tail fasteners, stashes of powders, colonies of tiny lipsticks (p.39)

— Barbara Blatner, The Still Position: A Verse Memoir of My Mother’s Death

Suddenly, she heard a loud bang, a thump and a scream that caused her to jump from the bed. The hair on the back of her neck stood straight up and her body became one big goosebump.

— Evangeline Duran Fuentes, Cry on Hallow’s Eve

I hate short hair on men – the ‘real’ man is something I don’t know. My dad was always playing with hairbands, making rings, while the women were wearing jeans, white T-shirts and Converse. That was the uniform at home.

— Lou Doillon

He stood at the foot of the grave, gloved hands clasped behind him, his dark clothes and hair blending into one black silhouette, as if he were not a presence but an absence, a hole cut out of the landscape.

— Amanda DeWees, Sea of Secrets

I’m against solutions that are worse than the problem. Like old women who want their hair dyed the color of shoe polish to hide the gray.

— Neal Shusterman, UnSouled

Her unusual dark hair and sultry eyes made her stand out— Anne Boleyn was Tudor England’s Angelina Jolie amid a sea of Reese Witherspoons.

— Kris Waldherr, Doomed Queens: Royal Women Who Met Bad Ends, From Cleopatra to Princess Di

Tall, dark, and hot leaned against a pillar, watching me as I took my place in line. Tousled dark hair went every which way on his head. His eyes were slitted and intense, like he might need to have sex at any moment. Maybe even with me.

— Veronica Wolff, Isle of Night

Creamy and leggy, with long azure hair and the eyes of a silent-movie star, she moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx.

— Laini Taylor, Daughter of Smoke & Bone

The smell of her hair lingered just out of reach of his memory and left him with a nervous hum resonating throughout his body like a child forced to sit in church while the sun was shining outside on a perfectly good summer’s day.

— Erik Tomblin, The Space Between

As Erykah Badu, it has nothing to do with me, the way I look, my hair wrap, my style, it’s about you and what you feel for my music. If I can make you feel like the way that people who influenced me made me feel, that’s completion.

— Erykah Badu

Sleep without the fragrance of her hair next to him was impossible.

— Toni Morrison

When I was writing pretty poor poetry, this girl with midnight black hair told me to go on.

— Carl Sandburg

Women only cut their hair in times of crisis… It’s somethin’ a woman always has the power to do, even when she loses control over everything else. Cuttin’ hair is a cry for help.

— Bella Pollen, Midnight Cactus

They are my men and this ship my responsibility. I vowed no woman would ever alter my path. Yet I kept them from ending you, and it makes me sick to the gut, for I would still rather die myself than see one hair on your head damaged by another man.

— Saskia Walker, The Jezebel

She was sleeping on the bed like a novel that is yet to be read and he sat on the floor, reading her, moving his fingers through her hair and staring at her face like she was magic that none ever understood.

— Akshay Vasu

His voice was oily and slick as it poured from his mouth like liquid acid, threatening to hook onto the woman’s hair like a fishing hook and drag her back to death.

— Stephen Craig, Blooded Eyes – A Short Story

…strands of your hair and tendrils of the wind spin into nothingness the memories of that day…

— John Geddes, A Familiar Rain

Her blond hair hung loose, cascading around her shoulders, and stopping over her breasts. She turned toward him, violet eyes meeting his gaze. For a moment, he lost all coherent thought.

— Lia Davis

Water purling between the rocks, weed under the surface like green hair in the wind.

— Mark Haddon, The Red House

@mink: Well, you’re in luck, if you pick another movie. My hair is clean, I usually eat dinner around eight, and I’m currently single. Not that it matters.

— Jenn Bennett, Alex, Approximately

I have always thought that if women’s hair posed so many problems, God would certainly have made us bald.

— Marjane Satrapi, The Complete Persepolis

Beck stabbed a hand through his hair and continued.

— Marilee Brothers, Moon Rise

He sweeps her hair back from her ears; he swings her above his head. He says she is his émerveillement. He says he will never leave her, not in a million years.

— Anthony Doerr, All the Light We Cannot See

I like to see you in a sari, with your long hair dressed in a single plait. Don’t forget that I married a girl from India because I like my wife to be conservative and feminine.

— K. Kanagalatha, The Goddess in the Living Room

I was very short. Everybody else was two years older in my class, and I had curly hair and was teacher’s pet.

— Howard Stringer

We want to believe that this life is longer than it is, but in the grand scheme of the universe our existence equals the amount of time it takes a warm breeze to blow through your hair on a spring day.

— Paul S. Anderson, Take a Shot

I wonderif I should let my hair go greyso my advice will be better.

— Margaret Atwood, Morning in the Burned House

Her hands flew to her mouth. ‘Are we even twins?’Josh rested his hand on her shoulder and brought his forehead to rest against hers, strands of their blond hair mingling. ‘I will always be your brother, Sophie. I will always look after you.

— Michael Scott, The Enchantress

Growing gray hair is the glory of life.

— Lailah Gifty Akita

Her fingertips reached to trace the damage, but he grasped her hand with his own. He leaned down, far enough that the dark ends of his hair brushed feather-light against her face, caught in her lashes.

— Kelly Creagh, Nevermore

There she stood. Dark circles ringed her eyes. Her face was pale, almost snow-white. She probably hadn’t slept, either. She was still wearing the same dress. Her hair looked like a bomb had gone off. She was beautiful.

— Daniel Ehrenhaft, Friend Is Not a Verb

Alice’s razor-thin blond hair is what people in Santo Domingo call bueno, but I don’t understand how that kind of hair can be good. It doesn’t move at all, or ripple like the water in Boca Chica when I throw shells at it.

— Raquel Cepeda, Bird of Paradise: How I Became Latina

She who is a dancer can only sway the silk of her hair like the summer breeze.

— Shah Asad Rizvi

I was going to buy a book on hair loss, but the pages kept falling out.

— Jay London

Some boys feel they are like girls, They are gentle, and like their hair in curls.

— Christina Engela, Other Kids Are Kids Almost Just Like You

(Her husband’s departure …) had picked Mildred up by the hair and dropped her down at the doorstep of insanity.From “Butterfly on F street

— Edward P. Jones

Erith, ” he said and bowed his head. Her blue-black hair hung to her hips in soft waves.

— Donna Grant, Dark Alpha’s Claim

Time, which grays hair and wrinkles faces, also withers violent affections, and much more quickly.

— Fernando Pessoa, The Selected Prose of Fernando Pessoa

I just thought: Oh goodness, you can wear nice clothes and get your hair done and still be a feminist and a serious intellectual.

— Jacqueline Rose

Long hair will send you to hell!

— Hidekaz Himaruya, Hetalia: Axis Powers, Vol. 2

Norm was lean, his short, straight black hair parted on the side, his mustache trimmed like he’d never heard of Adolf Hitler.

— Jane Sunday, The Good Book Club

When their city was occupied by the Gauls, and the Romans, who were besieged in the Capitol, had made military engines from the hair of the women, they dedicated a temple to the Bald Venus.

— Lactantius

There was warmth in his large piercing brown eyes. The kind of warmth that tucks a child into bed. The same kind of warmth that dries your wet hair on a rainy December afternoon.

— Malak El Halabi

Bay stood there, red hair curling around her face and the mass tumbling down her back and over her shoulders. Her green eyes were bright with the fear she probably thought she’d hidden so well.” ENFORCER’S REDEMPTION

— Carrie Ann Ryan, Enforcer’s Redemption

I turn away, tempted to punch the glass. I’m in the gratest danger of my life, and I’m playing with my hair and wondering if the boy I can’t have-and refuse to let myself want-thinks I’m pretty.

— Shannon Messenger, Let the Sky Fall

They believed that if a mouse found your hair clippings and built a nest with them you got a headache. If the nest was big enough, you might go mad.

— Jeanette Winterson, Oranges Are Not the Only Fruit

We’re teaching our kids that attributes as vague and relatively meaningless as a toothy smile or a fine head of hair make a fine statement about a person.

— Neil Cavuto

It is foolish to tear one’s hair in grief, as though sorrow would be made less by baldness.

— Marcus Tullius Cicero

So what do we do?” Alec whispered.Magnus shrugged and smiled suddenly; with his messy black hair and the gleam in his gold-green eyes, he looked like a mischievous teenager. “what everyone else does, ” he replied. “Like you said. Hope.

— Cassandra Clare, City of Fallen Angels

Roger was like the Edgar Allen Poe of stupid people. He’d been making movies about women who were dead or dying, who didn’t have much to say, for as long as his stringy hair had been ponytailed into a cliché.

— Alison Umminger, American Girls

I told you, ” he whispers back. I can feel his breath just tickling the space behind my ear, making my hair prick up on my neck. “I like you.””You don’t know me, ” I say quickly.”I want to, though.

— Lauren Oliver, Delirium

The giant beech next door intends to shiver off every hair of its pelt.

— Barbara Kingsolver, The Lacuna

Shane kissed her one more time, lightly and softly, and fluffed her hair back from her face. “To be continued, ” he said. “I hate cliff-hangers.” “Blame Eve.

— Rachel Caine, Fade Out

A Spaniard and a Pole worked in the barbershop where we got our hair cut. An Italian shined our shoes. A Croat washed our car. This was America.

— Ilya Ilf

Don’t confound static electricity with ecstatic eccentricity. One will leave your hair up, the other will live up in the air!

— Ana Claudia Antunes, The Tao of Physical and Spiritual

She pulls her hand away and Damian feels the sensation of falling, a somersault into a foreign abyss where a girl with eggplant hair and a hoop in her brow waits in the darkness.

— Christy A. Campbell, A Halo Sun

When I was in college, I used to write little ditties and short stories and poetry for my friends. Writing a book is another thing. It is so much different from my traditional day of dirty fingernails and greasy hair and hot pans.

— Mario Batali

Guurl. Tell me. Do you keep your hair this long for religious reasons? Like, will you lose your strength if you cut it?–Terry, a member of the glam squad, to Khloe Richardson

— Naima Simone, The Millionaire Makeover

Just then Jagger walks in, his hair all ruffled and his body hard and firm. We all stop talking and stare as he runs his hands through his hair in an attempt to straighten it up.“Take a picture ladies, it lasts longer.” he mutters

— Bec Botefuhr, Dark Passion

That spot was taken, ” Kara sat up to look at them. Stylized, short, black hair with bangs. Piercing blue eyes. Proper posture. Lean. It was Oliver. “I don’t think a bag counts as a person, ” he smiled down at her.

— Alexis Tiger

I remember watching him perform these endless, boring violin solos, with his long hair flowing behind him like an Afghan hound in a gale, and thinking, ‘what a tosser.

— Chris Difford, Some Fantastic Place

Granddad offered me one hundred dollars if I would cut my mop of curly hair into a neat military style. Just before the wedding, I got a light trim. It wasn’t enough for Granddad, and he didn’t pay.

— David Eisenhower

Boys say they don’t mind how you get your hair done. But then they leave you for someone with really great standard girl hair and the next thing you know you’re alone with a masculine crop crying into your granola.

— Alexa Chung, It

I pack a toothbrush, toothpaste, and deodorant. That’s it. I don’t have the time or patience for anything else. I’m a natural kind of guy. I don’t style my hair – never learned how.

— Paul Walker

See? Instead of thinking of a way to help my people, all I can think of is the smell of your hair and that small dimple on your cheek when you smile.” (Victor)

— A.B. Whelan, Fields of Elysium

I went to a girls’ school, and it was awful. The combination of my teenage anger and their jealousy meant I was always getting into fights. There was a lot of pulling of hair and scratching of faces and rolling around on the floor.

— Nadine Velazquez

Dark hair on a white pillow, an ache inside, his face a reflection in her eye.

— Donna Lynn Hope

It’s not such a huge deal when this happens at a 7-Eleven. It’s pretty huge, though, when you spend the entire job interview trying not to come across like a box of hair and you come across like a box of hair.

— Augusten Burroughs, This Is How: Proven Aid in Overcoming Shyness, Molestation, Fatness, Spinsterhood, Grief, Disease, Lushery, Decrepitude & More. For Young and Old Alike.

I know I’m going to shred the skin off your face and turn it into hair ribbons.

— Alexandra Bracken, Never Fade

Give someone who has faith in you a placebo and call it a hair growing pill, anti-nausea pill or whatever, and you will be amazed at how many respond to your therapy.

— Bernie Siegel

I pull his hair a little harder while pushing his head harder against me. His fingers curl inside me, stroking my spot as his tongue caresses my clit with increased urgency.” —Sofia Herrera (Never Say Never, Unbearable Passion, #1)

— Scarlett Avery

People with red hair are supposed to get mad very easily, …, and he had very red hair.

— J.D. Salinger, The Catcher in the Rye

Well, in this world of basic stereotyping, give a guy a big nose and some weird hair and he is capable of anything.

— Frank Zappa

The only things that old age comes standard with: grey hair and wrinkles. Wisdom and intellect are earned.

— Mokokoma Mokhonoana

I like the way you’ve let your hair go curly, ” he finally said. “Suits your personality. Lots of energy, not much control, sexy as hell, “Joe Morelli to Stephanie Plum

— Janet Evanovich, One for the Money

She wasn’t any bigger than a minute and had hair like wild gold, and she was always merry as a marriage bell.

— Sandra Dallas, Prayers for Sale

Did you ever have one of those nights when you didn’t want to go out but your hair looked too good to stay home?

— Jack Simmons

She knew nothing of Ren except his name, his aptitude with vocabulary, the fact that he wasn’t in college, and the way his hair narrowed to a curling point at the nape of his neck. And she hadn’t even realized she knew that last thing until now.

— Molly Ringle, The Ghost Downstairs

If youth was sold in a bottle of hair dye, we would all get in line.

— Jan Rogers

His eyes are as green as a fresh pickled toad, His hair is as dark as a blackboard.I wish he was mine, he’s really divine, The hero who conquered the Dark Lord.

— J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets

Ah, my wee sprite.” He released the lock of hair and leaned closer. “If learning to fly is your desire, then fly you shall.

— Desiree Williams, Illusionary

Her hands crept around his neck, tangling in his hair to keep him closer, even though she knew that beautiful boys with expiration dates couldn’t be held, only borrowed for a time.

— Martina Boone

Don’t wait till you have grey hair before you believe people will take you seriously because scientifically, grey hair is a sign of old age and not necessarily of wisdom.

— Nana Awere Damoah, I Speak of Ghana

Copy everything you see on television, from hair styles to the clothes and don’t think too often, just do exactly how you were told, how your parents told you, and you will make your own personality that is you.

— Auliq Ice

Worry is a god invisible but omnipotent. It steals the bloom from the cheek and lightness from the pulse it takes away the appetite and turns the hair gray.

— Benjamin Disraeli

As he floated more and more deeply toward sleep, the scent of her body and hair was redolent throught his senses, until he was dreaming of breathing her skin.

— Frank Lee

Hermione drew herself to her full height; her eyes were narrowed and her hair seemed to crackle with electricity.”No, ” she said, her voice quivering with anger, “but I will write to your mother.

— J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

What is a monster? Something that grows hair all over and howls? Could be. But the real monster is within, and when it comes out, it’s as fugly as you see it, or as it lets you see it.

— John Vamvas Olga Montes, WHEREWOLVES

I love the smell of my mother’s hair after she washes it.I love the feel of the scratchy stubble on my father’s face before he shaves.But I’ve never been able to tell them.

— Sharon M. Draper, Out of My Mind

Whenever something went wrong when I was young – if I had a pimple or if my hair broke – my mom would say, ‘Sister mine, I’m going to make you some soup.’ And I really thought the soup would make my pimple go away or my hair stronger.

— Maya Angelou

I threw back my head, my hair falling about me like a great red curtain, and cried out.  My eyes felt hot and burned with tears as my body trembled with the passion for blood. 

— Rhiannon Frater, The Tale Of The Vampire Bride

And what sort of choice is fall in love with me, or you’re a pig?”“Justice.” Lizzie twirled a lock of hair around her little finger.

— Ursley Kempe, Witches Monstrous

When you see a fantastic colour or cut in a magazine, perched up on some famous so-and-so’s head, it’s tempting to ask your stylist for the same, but do not be fooled. The hair in those fancy photos can be very high maintenance.

— Beth Ditto

No one recognizes me. And I hope that I can always go out without being recognized. Maybe that limits you in some way but I like to be able to pull my hair back in a ponytail and get groceries without anyone noticing.

— Susanna Thompson

She woke to Terak’s claws raking through her hair and her body deliciously sore, well-used in the best sense.

— Danielle Monsch, Stone Embrace: A Stone Guardian After-Scene

One grey hair appeared on my headI plucked it out with my hand.It answered me: “You have prevailed against me alone -What will you do when my army comes after me?

— Yehuda HaLevi

My dad cut my hair once – I wanted a bob and he gave me a bowl cut. That was a tough few years.

— Alexa Chung

My wedding was at home, so I didn’t really want to wear a veil in my house. Instead I wore a lot of diamond hair clips. They were brooches, actually, designed by Lorraine Schwartz.

— Georgina Chapman

What was it about that short creature with her wild hair and spurious air of purity and why would anyone much less two men love her and to such disastrous ends.

— Anna Godbersen, Envy

gray hair is gods graffiti

— Bill Cosby

She kissed his chest. “Thanks for letting me into your heart.” He tucked her hair behind her ear. “You walked in like you had a key.

— Lisa Kessler, Lure of Obsession

Your hair is like butterflies, ” Sebastian said, giggling like a child.“That’s nice, ” Firen said impatiently. “Keep moving.”“Fantastic. I always like my days better with a touch of insanity, ” Gabriella quipped.

— Laura Kreitzer, Key of Pearl

A faint smile that made every tiny hair on her body rise in quivering attention. “How fast can you run?” A wolf’s question.

— Nalini Singh, Kiss of Snow

Gray hair is the glory of a long life.

— Lailah Gifty Akita

A fool there was and he made his prayer (Even as you and I!) To a rag and a bone and a hank of hair (We called her the woman who did not care) But the fool he called her his lady fair – (Even as you or I!)

— Rudyard Kipling

You know when you’re young and you see a play in high school, and the guys all have gray in their hair and they’re trying to be old men and they have no idea what that’s like? It’s just that stupid the other way around.

— Clint Eastwood

He sat there looking at her smiling and laughing, watching her hair fall over her eyes and she setting it back behind her ear, He turned away bowed his head down and smiled himself looking back at the sky.

— Akshay Vasu

His eyes opened, and he stared at me. The morning light was streaming through the window, and my hair rolled in waves over either shoulder.“God has smiled upon me. I have the most beautiful wife in all the land.

— Lisa Tawn Bergren, Bourne

Blonde hair drawn into a no-nonsense bun, her new manicure the deep red of fresh blood, she’d even donned a blouse and slacks for the occasion, something Neve had forgotten Veronica owned.

— Katherine McIntyre, Poisoned Apple

We’re never gonna understand women. They’re way too complex. You’ve got too many variables to consider. PMS, bad hair days, miscellaneous mood swings . . . there’s no way to tell what’s causing their attitude. – Mike

— Susane Colasanti, When It Happens

When I reprimanded my son for hair like Michael Jackson he said: “I don’t see the problem you wear yours like Michael Jordan.”

— Anonymous

Tears stung her eyes. She sank her knees next to the sleeping bench and gently raked strands of golden hair from him forehead.”Don’t you die. don’t you dare. I forbid it.” As if Han Alister had ever listened to anything she said.

— Cinda Williams Chima, The Gray Wolf Throne

My fingers slipped into his thick, black hair and held tightly. He paused, not wanting to pull away. I didn’t let him. I was going to say goodbye properly. I held tightly, pressing my lips to his, soft at first then hard with desire.

— Leigh Goff, Disenchanted

… on the lawn one late summer day, her pale hair tangled because she’d cry if anyone tried to brush it, spinning around and around until she got so dizzy she fell in a pile of bare feet and dandelions and sundress.

— Holly Black

Let those who love me follow me’Cora Pearl, on being the very first person to dye her hair red in 1864

— Cora Pearl

In mainstream romantic comedies, I’m usually tearing my hair out. It’s just a devastatingly difficult genre for me.

— Carter Burwell

He was dirty, his hair unkempt, his clothes stained with blood. Heroes in stories somehow managed to rescue maidens while looking like court dandies. Next time he went adventuring he’d remember to bring a comb.

— J.V. Jones, The Book of Words

The pale whiteness of her upturned face as she choked on the smoke; the tangled length of her hair as she tried to shake the flames from it; the beauty of her cherry-blossom robe as it burst into flame: it was all so cruel, so terrible!

— Ryūnosuke Akutagawa, Hell Screen

Everyone wants a Christmas tree. If you had a Christmas tree Santa would bring you stuff! Like hair curlers and slut shoes.

— Janet Evanovich, Visions of Sugar Plums

Hey, Frenchie!” Sage poked his head out the door, the sun hitting the brown of his hair to reveal hidden strands of red. “Did you bring any baguettes?”“Why don’t you go season something, Herb?

— Nalini Singh, Secrets at Midnight

My worst hair experience was when I was trying to relax my hair and my grandmother did it. It went all straight and I looked like a black Bee Gee.

— Jamie Foxx

Not enough, ” he said, letting her hair slip through his fingers. “If I kiss you all day, everyday, for the rest of my life, it wont be enough.

— Cassandra Clare

Looking at my reflection tonight, I see a new girl staring back at me. She has big hair and big eyes and a big heart. Not only is she the perfect size and pretty…she is smart. -Mackenzie

— Tara Michener, Summer Camp Survival

Learning operatic roles is ongoing, and I find that I can learn on the train or subway, during a manicure, getting my hair done, and even while driving if I only look at the score at red lights.

— Renee Fleming

I am not this hair and skin, I am the SOUL that lives within.

— Sukhraj Dhillon, Soul and Reincarnation: What Happens to Soul at the Time of Death

The first thing that came to mind was an angel. Her hair flowing and shiny. Her legs dangling, long and smooth. She looked perfect where she was, like a painting.And then I remembered that Satan was also an angel.

— Penelope Douglas, Until You

On desperate seas long wont to roam Thy hyacinth hair they classic face Thy naiad airs have brought me home To the glory that was Greece And the grandeur that was Rome.

— Edgar Allan Poe

While my body might say, “I’m small and vulnerable, ” my hair warns, “DON’T MESS WITH ME.

— Lindsey Stirling

It’s not goodbye, Sam. It’s see you in two days. I promise…” she said stroking his hair away from his dimpled cheek.“I’m counting on it. You will be missed, ” he said as he put her hand on his chest near his heart. “You will be missed right here…

— Rachel Hanna, Love in the Falls: Sam & Camden

Anna, ” he said, dragging his frosted fingers through my hair.”Don’t you know what it means when a boy pulls your hair at your birthday party?” “No.” Just, then, i didn’t know what anything meant.

— Sarah Ockler, Twenty Boy Summer

I’m learning with the older that I get that some feelings are just universal and that I’m not the only one who hates their hair or their life at times.

— Brie Larson

Death wasn’t a movie where the pretty star faded away with a touch of pale makeup and every hair in place.

— Soheir Khashoggi, Nadia’s Song

And being an obsessive man he did things normal men did not! Like he knew the number of strands of hair that her eye-lashes had!

— Avijeet Das

It was the sound of a thousand hungry children crying, ten thousand widows tearing their hair over their husband’s graves, a chorus of angels singing the last dirge on the day of God’s death.

— Christopher Moore, Lamb: The Gospel According to Biff, Christ’s Childhood Pal

Editing fiction is like using your fingers to untangle the hair of someone you love.

— stephanie roberts

Kissing her to keep her quiet was the best idea that he’d had all week. One hand drifted into her loose hair as she responded to each kiss, while the other caught her waist and held her close to him.

— Elaine White, Reckless Abandon

If the goddess—and that would be me, by the way—is displeased, you’ll get bats in your hair and mice in your boots.

— Cherise Sinclair, Master of the Abyss

One by one they dissapeared Pumpkin last of all. The last May saw of himwas his sad face under his waving tuft of hair and then his long fingers, reaching out toward her for a hug that would never happen now as they turned around the bend.

— Jodi Lynn Anderson, May Bird Among the Stars

He spotted Jill sitting about thirty feet away, face tipped toward the sun, her straight brown hair tucked behind one ear and slanted across her neck. And Ben decided that when her mouth wasn’t full of tuna salad, she was sort of pretty.

— Andrew Clements, We the Children

He thinks my hair smells like spring rain. I’m really trying to remain stoic and unaffected. I remind myself that I don’t like poetic language. I don’t like poetry. I don’t even like people who like poetry.But I’m not dead inside either.

— Nicola Yoon, The Sun Is Also a Star

Because it’s so difficult to fight what you cannot control and right now I can’t even control my own imagination as it grips my hair and drags me into the dark.

— Tahereh Mafi, Unravel Me

In Science don’t confound Normal static electricity To ecstatic eccentricity. Here is what I found: Electric charges As they rise up your hair In contrast with a discharge, Rarity leaves you up in the air!

— Ana Claudia Antunes, ACross Tic

As my hair fell free, Cortez entwined his fingers in it and kissed me even harder. Then he slipped one hand from my hair and snapped his fingers over our heads. The lights went out.

— Kelley Armstrong, Dime Store Magic

It’s amazing, coconut oil. I use it as a moisturizer. I put it in my hair when I want a kind of greasy look. I take off my makeup with it. I put a little bit in my coffee. I have coconut oil with everything.

— Lykke Li

Rick Rubin’s undulating face hair is just as famous as his body of work. In homage to the yogis he read about as a boy on Long Island, Rubin hasn’t shaved since he was 23. It’s long been his registered trademark.

— Stephen Rodrick

I was a big Guns N’ Roses fan when I was seven. My friend who lived across the street had long dark curly hair and I had long blonde hair, so I’d dress up as Axl and she’d be Slash, and we’d rock out in front of the mirror singing ‘Patience.’

— Kirsten Dunst

Going to work every day was like my hair was on fire and all I had to put it out was a hammer.

— Bethany McLean

My shower doesn’t make everything go away. The world doesn’t feel like a bigger, brighter place because my hair smells like coconuts.

— Jolene Perry

He was the most wickedly handsome creature she had ever seen in all her days. His hair was black as night, his stature large, his muscles were etched with precision into his smooth skin, every last ripple chiseled into wicked perfection.

— Madison Thorne Grey, Magnificence

Unusual things, they quickly grab my attention. Messy hair and rainy days are my kinds of perfection, but I mostly love when you kiss me hard and take me beyond this realm to that holy place I only find with you.

— Melody Lee, Moon Gypsy

If you want a new look, get a new hair style.

— Lailah Gifty Akita

I’m restless. Things are calling me away. My hair is being pulled by the stars again.

— Anaïs Nin

I didn’t spend an afternoon doing my hair and makeup to go on demon-duty.

— Cherie Colyer, Hold Tight

Her dark hair was scattered and its beauty stung his eyes like smoke and ate into his heart.

— Boris Pasternak, Doctor Zhivago

She skinned her hair back into a ponytail, a style she knew was probably too young for her, but she planned to drive with her windows open and she could ditch the elastic band once she got to the lake.

— Joanne Fluke, Lemon Meringue Pie Murder

I can speak of our baby like this to no one else. Who but his father would linger over the exact width of his gummy little smile or the blueness of his eyes, or the sweetness of his little lick of tawny hair on his forehead?

— Philippa Gregory

[Lily] “Petunia’s hair is too curly to braid, ” She said conversationally. Oliver wasn’t sure why, but that was what finally made him blush.

— Jessica Day George, Princess of the Silver Woods

He’s tall with shaggy blond hair and muscular arms. He’s holding a twenty-dollar bill. He’s muscular. And he’s holding a twenty–wait, I already said that.

— Cheyanne Young, Motocross Me

I like having my hair and face done, but I’m not going to lose weight because someone tells me to. I make music to be a musician not to be on the cover of Playboy.

— Adele

The man was married to a half-fae, half-human woman, a banshee, who’d’ just delivered twins. It was a wonder his hair wasn’t completely prematurely white.

— Erin Kellison, Shadow Touched