Redheaded women buck like goats.

You’re not a woman,” he said finally. “You’re the Grim Reaper with red hair!

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

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

While the rest of the species is descended from apes, redheads are descended from cats.

Red hair, sir, in my opinion, is dangerous.

She couldn’t have been more than twelve years old. In her hands was a sign that said RED-HEADS RULE! with a little crown painted in the corner and tiny stars everywhere. I knew I was...

But she’s a redhead, so she’s probably evil, even at her tender age.””I thought you liked redheads.””I do. What’s your point?

Love is like trying to put out a fire with a pair of scissors. I have a thing for redheads with short hair.

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