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It was as if he grew his hair long and smoked cigarettes because he liked to, not because he liked being seen to. This was dangerously subversive. Stephen Fry
Lawrence Durrell quote: "I am quite alone. I am neither happy nor unhappy; I lie..."
I am quite alone. I am neither happy nor unhappy; I lie suspended like a hair or a feather in the cloudy mixtures of memory. Lawrence Durrell
To this it must be added, that life in a wig is to a large class of people much more terrifying and impressive than life with its own head of hair? Charles Dickens
I have scars on my hands from touching certain people…Certain heads, certain colours and textures of human hair leave permanent marks on me. J. D. Salinger
I didn't wash today. I wasn't dirty. If I'm not dirty, I don't wash. Some weeks I don't have to shower at all. I just groom my three basic areas: teeth, hair, and asshole. And to save time, I use the same brush. George Carlin
My skin is kind of sort of brownish pinkish yellowish white. My eyes are greyish blueish green, but I'm told they look orange in the night. My hair is reddish blondish brown, but its silver when its wet, and all the colors I am inside have not been invented yet. Shel Silverstein
Hunter S. Thompson quote: "The person who doesn't scatter the morning dew will not comb..."
The person who doesn't scatter the morning dew will not comb grey hairs Hunter S. Thompson
She was a pretty girl, with a pointed face and blue-black hair. But she was an untidy, a dusty sort of girl, and you felt that in a few years something might go wrong; she might get swollen ankles or grow a mustache. Mavis Gallant
The faint hints of color in her complexion, her tawny blond hair, her extraordinary thinness, all spoke of that unearthly grace modern poets find in the medieval statues. Had she been happy, she'd have been ravishing: happiness constitutes pure poetry, for women. Honore de Balzac
Yesterday from my office window I saw a crippled girl negotiating her way across the street, her shoulders squarely braced. At each jerky movement her hair flew back like an annunciatory angel, and I saw she was the only dancer on the street. Elizabeth Smart
Samuel Spade's jaw was long and bony, his chin a jutting v under the more flexible v ofhis mouth. His nostrils curved back to make another, smaller, v. His yellow-grey eyes werehorizontal. The V motif was picked up again by thickish brows rising outward from twin creasesabove a hooked nose, and his pale brown hair grew down--from high flat temples--in a point onhis forehead. He looked rather pleasantly like a blond Satan. Dashiell Hammett
I wanted a good place to settle: Cold Mountain would be safe. Light wind in a hidden pine -Listen close - the sound gets better. Under it a gray haired man. Mumbles along reading Huang and Lao. For ten years I havn't gone back home. I've even forgotten the way by which I came. Gary Snyder
Wait for a time, exactly under the star. Then, if a little man appears who laughs, who has golden hair and refuses to answer questions, you will know who he is, If this should happen, please comfort me. Send me word that he has come back. Antoine de Saint-Exupery
When I think back about my immediate reaction to that redheads girl, it seems to spring from an appreciation of natural beauty. I mean the heart pleasure you get from looking at speckled leaves or the palimpsested bark of plane trees in Provence. There was something richly appealing to her color combination, the ginger snaps floating in the milk-white skin, the golden highlights in the strawberry hair. it was like autumn, looking at her. It was like driving up north to see the colors. Jeffrey Eugenides
If you’re looking for a spiritual allegory in the style of C.S. Lewis, I guess you could piece something together with Lorne Michaels as a symbol for God and my struggles with hair removal as a metaphor for virtue Tina Fey

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