Quotes About Long hair

Anyone who knew Violet well could tell she was thinking hard, because her long hair was tied up in a ribbon to keep it out of her eyes. Violet had a real knack for inventing and building strange devices, so her brain was often filled with images of pulleys, levers, and gears, and she never wanted to be distracted by something as trivial as her hair.

he hasn't cut his hair in at least ten years. For all I know that was also the last time he washed it.

I've been on the locs journey for over 15 years. I must say I've enjoyed my hair short, but really love it long because I can experiment with so many different styles.

My hair had grown out long and shaggy—not in that sexy-young-rock-star kind of way but in that time-to-take-Rover-to-the-groomer kind of way.

She looked up at me with a polite smile, her dark hair long and appealing...I liked the smile. Maybe I didn't look like a beaten-up bum. Maybe on me it just looked ruggedly determined. I'm sorry, sir, she said, but the addiction counseling center is on twenty-six. Sigh.

I am a thirty four year old woman with long straight hair and an old bikini bathing suit and bad nerves sitting on an island in the middle of the Pacific waiting for a Tidal Wave that will not come

She had dark hair, very wavy, bound back from her brow with a rose-colored ribbon but falling loose down her back, nearly to her waist. He had actually raised a hand to stroke it before catching hold of himself. Then she turned around. Pale skin, big dark eyes, and an oddly knowing look in those eyes when she met his own—which she did, very directly, when he set the third chair down before her. Annalise

I try not to cut my hair so much because I love it long, so I put Kerastase Aura Botanica Concentre Essentiel on the ends when they are dry.

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 it long for the same reason they wear their hats long.

I wasn't making it with the violin because I was playing all of the 'long hair' stuff.

Michael Hayes was the one that brought me up to be part of ECW. I had long hair, a braided goatee.

Long hair is considered bohemian, which may be why I grew it, but I keep it long because I love the way it feels, part cloak, part fan, part mane, part security blanket.

Santa Claus wears a Red Suit, He must be a communist. And a beard and long hair, Must be a pacifist. What's in that pipe that he's smoking?"

and he was afraid she was going to get that middle-aged coven-member look cultivated by some older women with long hair.

In the mirror, mah hair now long, ah looked like a fucken prince. A King. King Euchrid the First. Monarch of Doghead. Don't fuck with the King, brother. Don't fuck with the King. And then ah looked again to Heaven and again ah gave Him thanks.

Her hair was down. It was real long. He hadn't known that. It hung down the front of her josie and kind of curled around those . . . those big round places that he tried not to think about. Her . . . her round places were really round. And they had points on the end of them.