Hygiene is important. You gotta smell good. So ladies, please spray some perfume. Hair gotta be done. You gotta look nice.

I don't think we should base so much on weight, muscles, and a good hair day, but when it happens, it's nice. It really is.

If I'm really working on something, writing or painting or really concentrating, I don't even think about brushing my hair.

I've been lucky with my hair. I couldn't deal with it if I'd run out of barnet. Imagine me with a Bobby Charlton comb over.

A faint smile that made every tiny hair on her body rise in quivering attention. "How fast can you run?" A wolf's question.

I prefer for a woman's most private of areas to have as much hair as Carlos Santana's entire band, head to toe, circa 1972.

I'm really low maintenance for a girl. I pretty much shower, attempt to fix my hair, throw on some mineral make up, and go.

I have entered high school with the wrong hair, the wrong clothes, the wrong attitude. And I don't have anyone to sit with.

Sun lighting a child's hair. A friend's embrace. Slow dancing in a safe and quiet place. The pleasures of an ordinary life.

When you write ,it's like braiding your hair. Taking a handful of coarse unruly strands and attempting to bring then unity.

I did this movie about Salvador Dali a few years ago and had hair extensions and a little bob. That was incredibly bizarre.

The other dry shampoo I was using was wet feeling but I love Prive's smell and how light and airy my hair feels afterwards!

Most of the time, I'm in khakis and a white T-shirt. I'm a total Gap girl. Super casual, hair in a pony tail and no makeup.

A lot of senators are so worried about convention and how they look that they wouldn't let their hair down if they had any.

Hair is really where we can be creative. I have my "game hair," which is always different than how I'd wear it at practice.

To me, what's sexy is when you look like you're having a good time. That, and when you look effortless and have messy hair.

If you're gifted enough, nappy hair, gap teeth, acne face - I don't care what it is, greatness will shine through anything!

I've gotten to where my hair is like my onstage prop; I need to hide behind it and throw it around - it's my slo-mo effect.

Fine writers should split hairs together, and sit side by side, like friendly apes, to pick the fleas from each others fur.

Her hair was strawberry blond, and she had the shape of a popsicle stick: turn her sideways and she practically disappeared.

I'm from Oklahoma. I mean, you can't have good hair in Oklahoma. That's why everyone wears hats. The wind just messes it up.

Often hair is the way we are differentiated in this culture. To me the decision to straighten your hair is deeply political.

It's only that ye looked so beautiful, wi' the fire on your face, and your hair waving in the wind. I wanted to remember it.

I just heard the latest joke about my hair: 'Do you know what that is on her head? It's a steering wheel to drive the state.

Bone by bone, hair by hair, Wild Woman comes back. Through night dreams, through events half understood and half remembered.

In real life I've learned to love not wearing any makeup whatsoever, and I'm super low-maintenance when it comes to my hair.

Approached literally, there's but a hair's difference between You'd better not pout, you'd better not cry, and Don't scream.

As for waxing, I've never waxed in my life and I never would. I'm extremely Welsh, so I draw the line at removing body hair.

I worked in a barbershop. I used to make the waves in the brother's hair, you know? Like, Nat King Cole, Sugar Ray Robinson.

What's our baggage? Only vows, Happiness, and all our care, And the flower that sweetly shows Nestling lightly in your hair.

I don't really see the point in washing your hair. If you don't care if your hair's clean or not then why would you wash it?

I played with Barbies but I used to decapitate them. I used to take their heads off then dye their hair and do weird things.

Einstein was always looking for a unifying principle for the universe. I think anxiety about hair is the unifying principle.

He folded his fear into a perfect rose. He held it out in the palm of his hand. She took it from him and put it in her hair.

My hair dries straight naturally, so I'm always trying to find anything to give it volume or give it a little bit of bounce.

Abstinence sows sand all over The ruddy limbs and flaming hair, But desire gratified Plants fruits of life and beauty there.

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.

I grew up on a Christmas tree farm with all this space to run around, and the [freedom] to be a crazy kid with tangled hair.

I used to be teased for the way I wore my hair at school. I used to do things like wear a different-colored sock on each leg.

Even when I was in my 20s and at my most beautiful, I was never obsessed with my looks. I didn't dye my hair or wear make-up.

I always thought we had more in common with punk than with anything else, but we had long hair, so we didn't fit in that box.

I could announce one morning that the world was going to blow up in three hours and people would be calling in about my hair!

Old age adds to the respect due to virtue, but it takes nothing from the contempt inspired by vice; it whitens only the hair.

I was a punk rocker when I was a teenager. I wanted to look like Nancy Spungen. I had dyed blonde hair and lots of piercings.

I believe you've got to utilize what god gave you, so if you have facial hair, there are ways to look good while sporting it.

Writing is like pulling your hair out. You have nothing, and you can't think of anything, but you have to think of something.

I was always Luke because I had blond hair, and my mate Stu was Han. Han was the cool one. The Jedi were never the cool ones.

The fact is, there's a great deal of hair-splitting fussiness when it comes to fly-fishing, most of it as silly as a top hat.

A man is a golden impossibility. The line he must walk is a hair's breadth. The wise through excess of wisdom is made a fool.

You’re so beautiful. I wish I’d seen you as a child. (Acheron) You didn’t miss much. I had buck teeth and stringy hair. (Kat)

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