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The trouble with being a daydreamer who doesn’t say much is that the teachers at school, especially those who don’t know you very well, are likely to think you’re rather stupid. Or, if not stupid, then dull. No one can see the amazing things that are going on in your head. Ian Mcewan
Run along, my friend, Andrei Petrovitch, put a hat on your learned head, and let us go where our eyes lead us. Our eyes are young--they may lead us far. Ivan Turgenev
For an instant she felt them, their identities, almost their substance, pass over her head like a wave. At some time she would be? or no, already she was like that too; she was one of them, her body the same, identical, merged with that other flesh that choked the air in the flowered room with its sweet organic scent; she felt suffocated by this thick sargasso-sea of femininity. Margaret Atwood
Edith Wharton quote: "She threw back her head with a laugh that made her chins..."
She threw back her head with a laugh that made her chins ripple like little waves. Edith Wharton
just because you fail once, it doesn't mean you're going to fail at everything. keep trying, hold on, and always, always, always believe in yourself because if you don't, then who will? so keep your head high, keep your chin up, and most importantly, keep smiling because life's a beautiful thing and there's so much to smile about. Marilyn Monroe
As for my own truncated secondary education, my head was in the clouds as my mom would say, or if you asked my father, up my ass. Michael J. Fox
I loved to take her hair down and she sat on the bed and kept very still, except suddenly she would dip down to kiss me while I was doing it, and I would take out the pins and lay them on the sheet and it would be loose and I would watch her while she kept very still and then take out the last two pins and it would all come down and she would drop her head and we would both be inside of it, and it was the feeling of inside a tent or behind a falls. Ernest Hemingway
I felt as if the Milky Way, hovering above our heads like a celestial pitcher, had suddenly overturned, pouring suns and planets down my throat. Stars seemed to be shooting out of my finger and toes, the ends of my hair. Meg Cabot
My first editor used to say that eighty-five per cent of what goes on in a novelist's head is none of his business, a sentiment I've never believed should be restricted to just writers. Stephen King
She's an old lady and she's ill. You just hold your head high and be a gentleman. Whatever she says to you, it's your job not to let her make you mad." - Atticus Finch Harper Lee
But on top of all that, the feelings about Princess, I'd also gone through an entire year of celibacy based on my feeling that lust was the direct cause of birth which was the direct cause of suffering and death and I had really no lie come to a point where I regarded lust as offensive and even cruel. "Pretty girls make graves," was my saying, whenever I'd had to turn my head around involuntarily to stare at the incomparable pretties of Indian Mexico. Jack Kerouac
Love is a shadow./How you lie and cry after it./Listen: these are its hooves: it has gone off, like a horse./All night I shall gallop thus, impetuously,/Till your head is a stone, your pillow a little turf,/Echoing, echoing. Sylvia Plath
I don't see why I should bow my head when I could hold it high, or place it in the hands of my enemies when I can defeat them. Jose Rizal
Well, sometime Mr? git on me pretty hard. I have to talk to Old Maker. But he my husband. I shrug my shoulders. This life soon be over, I say. Heaven last all ways. You ought to bash Mr? head open, she say. Think bout heaven later. Alice Walker
In the trenches between the burial mounds hundreds of dead soldiers sat side by side with their heads against the torn earth, as if they had fallen asleep together in a deep dream of war. J. G. Ballard

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