God loves to show mercy . . . His anger must be released by a stiff safety lock, but His mercy has a hair trigger.

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.

I'm known for long colorful locs but I still don't take my hair too seriously. Changing it helps express who I am.

The thing I've always liked about performing is that I decide what I want to wear, whether I want to comb my hair.

Lord, I never seen blue hair on a black woman before or since. Leroy say you look like a cracker from outer space.

Because I knew it wasn't for forever." Grace touched his hair and he bent his head to kiss her, quiet as a secret.

What do you do to your hair?" "Dust, hair gel, and a little gun oil." "Ever thought of patenting the recipe?" "No.

When I'm in the Switzerland backcountry and nobody around looks like me, people were like, 'Can I touch your hair?'

I grew up in the Bible Belt and I made my own clothes and dyed my hair purple. Nobody ever knew what to do with me.

So there you have it, the extent of my charms: brown hair and eyes like unbarfed chocolate. I'm a lucky girl." -Max

I hated myself totally white. So now I cheat. It's my white hair, and I put color there. My grandson says I'm punk.

My hair has never been my greatest feature, so that was funny enough unto itself that my hair became so focused on.

I think I had a lot of bad hair moments. In the early 80's just sometimes I wore purple lipstick or green lipstick.

I have as much pink as you can have. I love to see other women in pink. It's good for every shade of skin and hair.

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

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.

My beard grows down to my toes, I never wears no clothes, I wraps my hair Around my bare, And down the road I goes.

A hot wind was blowing around my head, the strands of my hair lifting and swirling in it, like ink spilled in water.

I've never felt like there's just one way to be beautiful. Tall or short, straight hair or curly, it doesn't matter.

To protect our freedoms, it seems we're going to have to relinquish some of our freedoms for a short period of time.

Girls are always getting mad at each other and they tell their hairdresser to purposely mess up another girl's hair.

There's not really anywhere I can go without being recognized, but if I put my hair up, that cuts the crowd in half.

Depending upon shock tactics is easy, whereas writing a good play is difficult. Pubic hair is no substitute for wit.

What then is the wisdom of the times called old? Is it the wisdom of gray hairs? No. It is the wisdom of the cradle.

Custom is second nature. Be accustomed to a bald head, sufficiently accustomed, and hair on it would seem monstrous.

I love to shake my hips, my hair, and my boobs. It's all about having fun and sharing your spirit with other people.

I love going out dancing. There is nothing better than letting your hair down and staying up far too late, is there?

Then, as one hand tightened on me and his other ran gently over my hair, I noticed something. He didn't smell right.

I don't go for girls who have beach blond hair, that stereotypical girl thing. But, you know, whatever comes around.

The most embarrassing thing that ever happened to me was when I was wearing a hair extension and it fell out on set.

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.

If you've got red hair, try washing it in cranberry juice. And, if you're blonde, a champagne rinse can work wonders.

I had this roommate in college who would get up almost 2 hours before class to do hair and makeup. That's not for me.

Beauty type or hair styles constantly evolve through time. Hence, a woman shouldn't be reduced to the current trends.

No self-respecting gay guy would have ever made some of the hair and clothing choices I am still trying to live down.

A breeze shook rain out of new leaves onto their hair, but in their pursuit of eternity they never noticed the chill.

Performing in front of a live audience can be pretty intimidating, so having a full head of hair was important to me.

I love my hair. But I don't even remember my original color because I started bleaching it so young. I was, like, 11.

Go home, Gideon. Please." "I am home." He caught me from behind and buried his face in mu soaked hair. "I'm with you.

If short hair and good manners won football games, Army and Navy would play for the national championship every year.

The Brazilian bikini wax is torture. To show a little appreciation, you could trim your nose hair. And your nut sack.

The Beatles set the rules. And the rules were: now just because we have long hair doesn't mean that we're rebellious.

When I thought of Eric with someone else, I wanted to rip out all his beautiful blonde hair. By the roots. In clumps.

The hair is the finest ornament women have. Of old, virgins used to wear it loose, except when they were in mourning.

I'm one of those people who thinks that changing one's hair is the only part of the body that you can change at will.

I have a lot of looks but right now I'm really into grunge. Messy hair, black heels. I get Michelle Pfeiffer with it.

The short hair fits my personality more. I think maybe, with long hair, it was a role - I was playing dress-up a bit.

You and me are going to have so much fun, Rose. Picking out curtains, doing each other's hair, telling ghost stories.

I was brought up very conservatively. My father was positively Victorian - I wasn't even allowed to wear my hair down.

Far as I can tell, I still have most of my hair, my gut is not hanging over my belt, and I still have all of my teeth.

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