Quotes of: Long-hair Keyword

If the rest of your brain were conscious, it would probably regard you as the pointy-haired boss from Dilbert

Blindsight

If you take a band like Nirvana, their biggest hits are structurally the same as even a hair metal band's biggest hits. The structure's not different - the attitude was different. Except it really wasn't. It seemed a little more human.

Buzz Osborne

Old age is far more than white hair, wrinkles, the feeling that it is too late and the game finished, that the stage belongs to the rising generations. The true evil is not the weakening of the body, but the indifference of the soul.

Andre Maurois

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

Ira Gershwin

Up until I saw the hair in my food, it was delicious. You know, cannibalism isn’t so bad.

$3.33

I always leave the toilet seat up. It’s just easier to wash my hair that way.

$3.33

That is my story. Believe what you will. I remember it all; I remember it still.

Animals In My Hair

My hair looked like a baby oppossum had taken refuge in it, invited some friends over, and thrown a party.

Apollyon

He buried his hands in the rich velvet of her hair. “I thought I’d die for wanting you.

Heather and Velvet

A fecking flamethrower! Why didn't I think of that? Best I came up with was a measly hair dryer.

Iced

Tolerance! The virtue that makes one bite his tongue so that he can tear out his hair.

Killosophy

Man, Grandma, what big hair you have." "The better to style with, my dear.

Red Rider's Hood

... keeping her wild-honey-and-chamomile-soaked hair from falling into her oatmeal-and-yogurt face mask

The Real Real

Heat in her birds of prey fingertips, smoke of gilded flowers in her aureate gorging hair.

Seraphic Addiction

Most of the people are homesick anyway, and a little lonely, and they hide themselves in their hair and are turned into flowers

Sculptor's Daughter

I know I'm going to shred the skin off your face and turn it into hair ribbons.

Never Fade

Sin became a luxury, a flower set in her hair, a diamond fastened on her brow.

La Curée

Sadness is like growing of hairs around our ass; we may not like it or want it, but it is surprisingly always there.

LOVE, HATRED AND MADNESS

First people lose their hair, then their vices, then their motivation. Then a toupee brings it all flowing back.

Some Inspiration for the Overenthusiastic

I want to make love, but my hair smells of war and running and running.

Teaching My Mother How to Give Birth

To have her here in bed with me, breathing on me, her hair in my mouth—I count that something of a miracle.

Tropic of Cancer