Quotes About Blond

My hair is naturally blond and thin, so I like to give it some texture. Sexy, dirty bedhead is good for blonds.

I have a big personality, and I think big personality plus blond hair makes me come across as glib. With dark hair, people look at your face more. Before, it was all about the hair.

Without a key, light enters with its hot blond muzzle and lies upon the body; and the body stirs and remembers. — Ruth Stone, from "Light," In the Next Galaxy (Copper Canyon Press, 2002)

Oh, why was he so handsomely blond, so courteously aloof, so maddeningly boring with his talk about Europe and books and music and poetry and things that interested her not at all - and yet so desirable?

You know the legend. Stab them in the heart and they'll die. (Ravyn) Call me Buffy. I'm even blond, but don't ask me to wear a halter top. Or corset. (Susan)

Why would Acheron care about any of this? (M'Adoc) Not him, his mother. Remember her? Tall angry blond bitch who seriously spanked her whole family into oblivion over a hangnail? (Deimos)

What does this Daimon look like? (Xedrix) He's tall and blond. (Kyle) Well, that narrows it down to every Daimon here except Stryker. What would that be? Several thousand of them? Could you be a bit more specific and if you tell me he was dressed in black, I'll kill you myself and spare me the agony of dying. (Xedrix)

I said he had called them because it was from his mind that we drew them, seeking those who hated him, or at least had reason to. The giant you saw might have mastered the Commonwealth, had Severian not defeated him. The blond woman could not forgive him for bringing her back from death.

I hoped for love When I look at you face to face not even Hermioni seems to be your equal. I compare you to blond Helen among mortal women. Know that you can free me from every care, and stay awake all night long on dewy riverbanks

I suffer from peroxide phobia. Every time I've gotten near a blond woman, something of mine has disappeared. Jobs, boyfriends... one time an angora sweater leaped right off my body.

You know Alicia, don't you?" Luke is saying, and he gestures to the immaculate blond girl beside him.

Carefully, with his eyes squinted, with the light glistening upon his fair skin and thinning blond hair, like a chemist measuring a rare substance, he poured the beer from the bottles into glasses.

That man had blond hair, all right, and he smiled and showed all his teeth.

man had blond hair, all right, and he smiled and showed all his teeth.

I can't pull off blond, but I got some blond tips. Which is as close as I'll ever come to being in a '90s boy band.

She was what we used to call a suicide blond — dyed by her own hand.

Sometimes I imagined how everything looked above those clouds, knowing without question that the sun was blond, and the endless atmosphere was a giant blue eye

Her hair was a close enough brand of German blond, but she had dangerous eyes. Dark brown.

Walter Kugler was on the ground, his blond hair peppered with dirt.

I would have been an excellent member of the Brady Bunch. I would have been Shaun, the well-behaved blond boy who caused no trouble and helped Alice in the kitchen, then trimmed the split ends off Marcia's hair. I would have not only washed Tiger, but then conditioned his fur. And I would have cautioned Jan against that tacky bracelet that caused the girls to lose the house-of-cards-building contest. *

The cutest little girl with big blond curls turned and yelled, "Mommmmmmm! Bearrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

shoulder-length blond hair and piercing blue eyes. She introduced her partner

The dark, finely arched brows that contrasted so strikingly with his pale blond hair were raised high, in the same expression with which he confronted a hostile witness.

A blond hard-core jogger dressed in tight magenta shorts and a much-tested white sports bra jogged by his car. She looked inside and smiled at him. Myron smiled back. The bare midriff. You take the good with the bad. Across