I’ve had watermelon hair where I had pink with green tips. From the age of 13 to about 19 or 20, I never had my real hair color.

Long hair will make thee look dreafully to thine enemies, and manly to thyfriends: it is, in peace, an ornament; in war, a strong helmet; it…deadens the leaden thump of a bullet: in winter, it...

The first Broadway show I saw was when I was 11. I saw ‘Hair.’

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...

My best feature would have to be my hair. That sounds so cliche – but my hair is like a separate entity.

Love is a feel-good feeling, like feeling a cat’s fur while my hair is on fire and my grandpa is reciting the pledge of allegiance while staring at my star-spangle-bannered boxers.

I’ve had long hair, I’ve had short hair, and I’ve had in between hair… and its all good.

A few other couples joined us on the dance floor and we lost ourselves among them. I’d never been able to figure out exactly what was involved in slow dancing, so I contented myself, as...

I wanted to be into fashion, but I was never the kind of person who could keep up with fashion trends, and I could never style my hair the way everyone else’s was – my...

Some of us are happy with our African hair, thank you very much. I don’t want some poor Indian girl’s hair. And I wish to God I could buy black hair products from black people...

In high school, I was so painfully self-aware that how I thought of myself was probably very different from what other people thought of me. I thought of myself as just painfully awkward and dorky....

Dirt makes a man look masculine. Let your hair blow in the wind, and all that. It’s OK. All you have to do is look neat when you have to look neat.

He had sky eyes and sun hair and all the women loved him. And all I had was an empty coffee cup, full of sleepy hope.

I do have bad hair days. If I fall asleep with it slightly damp, I wake up and it’ll all be piled up on top in a mess.

At this moment, all I’m thinking about is what I’d give up for the chance to kiss her or to run my fingers through her dark hair.

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.

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.

I feel old when I see mousse in my opponent’s hair.

Her hair was red, like a flame. And my penis was long, like a commercial break. Hey, hold the elevator!

I decided to masturbate with shampoo instead of conditioner today. Because yolo. Things Jesus never said.

What a lot of people don’t realise is that damage to hair starts from washing your hair in a rush and not taking all the product out such as leave-in conditioners. So I always make...

The most important thing I can tell you about aging is this: If you really feel that you want to have an off-the-shoulder blouse and some big beads and thong sandals and a dirndl skirt...

The hair is real – it’s the head that’s a fake.

she’s gotoceanstucked awayin her hairpoems swimunder her skin.

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...

If you were a single mom, there’s no way to support yourself and your kids by working in a hair salon. It’s about a woman who decides to go and do what was considered a...

Roger Maris lost his hair the season he hit sixty-one, I still have all my hair, but when it’s over, I’m going home to Mobile and fish for a long time.

Nobody wants to give up a weekend-long excuse to dress up and attempt to outshine one another.

I don’t curl my hair. In fact, I don’t know how to.

They called me the sexiest economist in America, and that was years ago, when I had hair and body mass and my teeth were shiny.

I had short hair for a while, but I ended up loving it.

Maybe it’s the hair. Maybe it’s the teeth. Maybe it’s the intellect. No, it’s the hair.

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

I look my best when I take my helmet off after a long motorcycle ride. I have a glow and a bit of helmet hair.

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...

Basically, my hair is very dry from all the backcombing! Hairdressers prefer if your hair is dry and damaged, as it makes it easier to style.

Heat in her birds of prey fingertips, smoke of gilded flowers in her aureate gorging hair.

…I recall that day on the beach – the sand so brilliant, the clouds so massive, and the wind punishing your hair…

Elizabeth called it my mane of hair; I called it my bane of hair. However, it was far worse looking when it was short, sticking straight up or out at awkward angles; at least when...

I do condition my hair with honey and beer. I smell like the bottom of a beer barrel for days afterwards, but it’s very good for the hair.

There are three reasons why men of genius have long hair. One is, that they forget it is growing. The second is, that they like it. The third is, that it comes cheaper; they wear...

You like vodka, and I like carpet cleaner. You should try it. It’ll put hair on your chest—really clean hair. Grandpa said it would make me a better lover, but I made me a better...

I got sick of so much hair.

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...

I cut my own hair most of the time. You just do it all by feel.

I am bound to her with cables that not even God can break. One day, if there is a soft breeze on her cheek, it may be my breath; one night, if the cool wind...

It was an odd situation. For a century and a half, men got rid of their own hair, which was perfectly comfortable, and instead covered their heads with something foreign and uncomfortable. Very often it...

I forced myself to breathe deeply; perhaps they would have vanished. Perhaps I’d been imagining them because Brae was gone and I was scared without him, and now that he was back I’d feel safe...

Work hard or don’t work hard, either way your hair will turn gray. I should let you be alone while you die, slowly.

I had a dream about you. You had hair like dandelion blowball, and I was one hurricane sneeze away from making you bald. You may have been in danger of losing your hair, but at...