Top 68 Fire Hair Quotes
#1. Dove hated that he knew way too much about her now. He knew she had a big girl boner for Johnson, he knew she'd tried to remove her crotch hair and had crapped her pants. It was Shameful with a capital Shit.
Debra Anastasia
#2. I wake up with you as the last thought in my dreams. I dream about your lips, the smell of your skin and hair, and the freaking fire that burms inside of me to be inside you. I want to bury myself inside you and never climb out, my sweet death. Grace, I'm fucking in love with you. - Shane
Christine Zolendz
#3. I've found her, she is how the story tells. Black hair, pale skin, perfect body. And her eyes, oh, her eyes! She hurts with her eyes. I saw her at the School. Two pink diamonds. It's she, I perceive the fire. I finally found the Maid of Flames.
Chiara Cilli
#4. It's funny, honestly, by rights, with a lot of the stuff that's happened to me I should be running down the street with my hair on fire, but instead I want to shape things, and I want to shake things up. There's nothing wrong with being an agitator.
Rose McGowan
#5. Lilah stood above them, tall and beautiful, her white hair whipping in the fresh breeze, her clothes streaked with gore, her hazel eyes glowing with fire.
She turned slowly to Nix and in her ghostly whisper of a voice said, I hate boys.
Jonathan Maberry
#6. There was no such thing as arguing with delight. Like seeing a pretty girl with the sunlight in her hair, like pancakes and hot chocolate in front of a crackling fire. Delight was one of the fundamental forces of being, like gravity.
Joe Hill
#7. Prowling about the rooms, sitting down, getting up, stirring the fire, looking out the window, teasing my hair, sitting down to write, writing nothing, writing something and tearing it up ...
Charles Dickens
#8. My grandfather was a giant of a man ... When he walked, the earth shook. When he laughed, the birds fell out of the trees. His hair caught fire from the sun. His eyes were patches of sky.
Eth Clifford
#9. Her red hair seemed to turn into flames of fire, and smoke billowed through each ear.
Elle Klass
#10. You're in the Courtyard.
Whatever rules humans have for employers aren't my rules unless I say they're my rules.
So I can hire you even though you don't have any idea what you're doing, and I can fire you for having stinky hair!
Anne Bishop
#11. Incens'd with indignation Satan stood Unterrify'd, and like a comet burn'd That fires the length of Ophiuchus huge In th' arctic sky, and from his horrid hair Shakes pestilence and war.
John Milton
#12. she wound her hands through his hair and cradled his head against her while his merciless tongue of fire flicked against the wild pulse between her legs. "Kieran,
Madeline Martin
#13. Patch smiled. "You come by your red hair naturally?" I stared at him. "I don't have red hair." "I hate to break it to you, but it's red. I could light it on fire and it wouldn't turn any redder.
Becca Fitzpatrick
#14. The wildlings seemed to think Ygritte a great beauty because of her hair; red hair was rare among the free folk, and those who had it were said to be kissed by fire, which was supposed to be lucky.
George R R Martin
#15. Our mother used to say that a hero doesn't always have to slay a dragon to save the day." She swept a lock of hair behind her ear in an honest gesture, then pursed her lips and looked back at him, her gaze endearing. "Sometimes he just walks through the fire alongside you, and that's enough.
Kristy Cambron
#16. Eleanor's hair caught fire at dawn. Her eyes were dark and shining, and his arms were sure of her.
The first time he touched her hand, he'd known.
Rainbow Rowell
#17. What I mean is that conservatives are in a constant state of hair-on-fire, yelling anger,
Erick Erickson
#18. For what angry God arching backward over the world. his anus spitting fire, the fetid breath of his mouth propelling blood-colored clouds, his navel full of burnt pitch and singed feathers, have we given our eyes, our teeth, our eyeglasses, bales of our our hair, and the magic of our worthless gold?
Erica Jong
#19. I met a new girl at a barbecue, very pretty, a blond I think. I don't know, her hair was on fire, and all she talked about was herself. You know these kind of girls: 'I'm hot. I'm on fire. Me, me, me.' You know. 'Help me, put me out.' Come on, could we talk about me just a little bit?
Garry Shandling
#20. Xander Harris: Hair. Red. Red is good. Fire engines are red. Porsche's are red.
Christopher Golden
#21. The colour of her hair was dusky red, like a fire under control but still dangerous.
Raymond Chandler
#23. The pale whiteness of her upturned face as she choked on the smoke; the tangled length of her hair as she tried to shake the flames from it; the beauty of her cherry-blossom robe as it burst into flame: it was all so cruel, so terrible!
Ryunosuke Akutagawa
#24. Hair burns very quickly. If you have long hair, tie it back securely when you are cooking, building a fire in the fireplace, lighting your space heater, leaning toward a lit grill, or doing anything else involving flames.
Cheryl Mendelson
#25. Valek leaned back in his chair and said to me, "I don't think I would have made it past the audition,Yelena. I probably would have set my hair on fire by this point."
"What's a singed head for the sake of art?" I teased. He laughed.
Maria V. Snyder
#26. Isabelle!" he called again. "Let down your raven hair!'
"Oh my God," Clary muttered. "There was something in that blood Raphael gave you, wasn't there? I'm going to kill him.
Cassandra Clare
#27. Your hair is winter fire
January embers
My heart burns there, too.
Stephen King
#28. Her hair, just long enough now to tie back in a knot, had a coppery sheen, a hint of fire in the darkness.
Philip Sington
#29. Anya looked back to see a massive man standing by the fire. He had dark skin and black hair that fell to his waist. He had the deep amber eyes of a wolf and was naked. She averted her eyes. Maybe Yvan was right, maybe she really did have a problem with nakedness.
Amy Kuivalainen
#30. That's the thing, darling. We want more than just tonight. He twined his fingers into her wet hair and yanked her down for a kiss. A whimper sounded at the back of her throat. His kiss was pure dominance. Possessive. Aggressive. And with enough fire to brand her lips as his own.
Milly Taiden
#32. So?" Mac says.
I shrug.
"Oh, come on! Don't tell me you didn't feel something? That you didn't enjoy it?"
"It was nice, I guess."
"You guess?" Mac laughs and swipes his hair from his brow. "Tough crowd."
"Yeah, well, I guess you are an acquired taste.
Ashley Mansour
#33. All people start to
come apart finally
and there it is:
just empty ashtrays in a room
or wisps of hair on a comb
in the dissolving moonlight.
Charles Bukowski
#34. When the locked door opens, and there comes in a young woman, deadly pale, and with long fair hair, who glides to the fire, and sits down in the chair we have left there, wringing her hands.
Charles Dickens
#35. It's a dimissive term to say the Irish team are plucky because it rings back to the old days when we went out and gave it a lash, set our hair on fire and ran after the opposition for 20 minutes and, if they survived that, they beat us by 50 points.
Eddie O'Sullivan
#36. Do not seek illumination unless you seek it as a man whose hair is on fire seeks a pond.
Ramakrishna
#37. In the Kurdish part of town, he saw many children with blonde hair and blue or green eyes. There were even some with hair red as fire.
R.A. Mathis
#39. No sooner are her glass toes thrust into the mud grave than the revolutions begin. Uprisings, fire and steel. The prince is lynched in the ballroom with the dead girl's hair. Royalty's a thing of the past. The kingdom chooses their monarch.
Naturally, they elect a wolf.
Allyse Near
#40. He turned his head to look full at me, his hair fire-struck with the setting sun, face dark in silhouette. "Twenty-four years ago today, I married ye, Sassenach," he said softly. "I hope ye willna have cause yet to regret it." -Jamie Fraser
Diana Gabaldon
#41. I'm going to run you down, back over you, and then I'm going to get out and shock you with my stun gun until your hair catches fire.
Janet Evanovich
#42. He blew himself up."
"Get out! You mean like guts all over the place?"
"Not all over the place," I said. "He was pretty well contained, all things considered.
Janet Evanovich
#43. Her hair gives dawn it's fire, her eyes give dusk her soul"
He knew how to use his voice to melt a girl's heart, to make a girl want to believe. I steeled myself against the seductive words. "Excuse me?"
"It's a line of poetry describing a beautiful girl, one who doesn't seem to know it.
Elizabeth Chandler
#44. Percy: "Hey, how's it going?" Annabeth: "Uh, no thanks." Percy: "Okay ... have you eaten anything today?" Annabeth: "I think Leo is on duty. Ask him." Percy: "So, my hair is on fire." Annabeth: "Okay. In a while." She got like this sometimes. It was one of the challenges of dating an Athena girl.
Rick Riordan
#45. In the middle of his rapid-fire dictatioin he said softly, without pausing, "When the sun is on your hair, it shines like spun gold," and launched back into his letter. Lauren, who had inadvertently taken half of the compliment down in shorthand, gave him a killing glance, and he chuckled.
Judith McNaught
#46. I started a grease fire at McDonald's - threw a match in the cook's hair.
Steve Martin
#47. You're telling me that Lilith Clout, the girl who set my hair on fire in ninth grade, could be literally a bitch from Hell? That all my voodoo toward her might have been justified? I guess so. Daniel shrugged.
Lauren Kate
#48. As my nostrils filled with the stench of burnt hair and my friends scurried to clean up the mess, I thought, 'If your hair catches on fire while you're making a wish, does that mean it isn't coming true?
Sarah Thebarge
#49. The young might have been restless around any primal fire where an elder was saying, Know this. Certainly they would have been restless. Their bodies were consumed with the business of lengthening limbs, sprouting hair, fitting themselves for procreation.
Marilynne Robinson
#51. I'll see you later," I murmured.
"Yeah." Our foreheads pressed together. Our lips lingered half an inch apart. Thin ropes of dark hair hung over his forehead as sweat glistened across his face in the streetlights.
"Love you."
"Love you more," he murmured.
Shaye Evans
#53. He just turned his back on the field, saying that he couldn't take another second of the girl's screams.
"Her hair's on fire."
"That's no excuse", he replied.
Various
#54. Here's my definition of a great beach read - a fabulous story that sucks me in like a black hole and when it's over, it jettisons my bones across the galaxy with a hair on fire mission to convince everyone I know that they must read that book or they will die.
Dorothea Benton Frank
#55. You never know what the vodka will bring," I laughed.
"Oh, like the time you caught my hair on fire at the candlelight party in Mel's basement! That was the craziest thing that I ever had happen to me. If you hadn't switched to water, I would have been bald!"
-Cora, Nessa
Andrea Heltsley
#56. Going to work every day was like my hair was on fire and all I had to put it out was a hammer.
Bethany McLean
#57. He grabbed my hair hard with both hands, tugging sharply, and looked me dead in the eyes. He was all fire and hard angles.
"I love you," he said, his voice gruff. "And I'll have you. Keep you. Own you. You belong to me, only to me, from now on.
Karina Halle
#58. You must concentrate upon and consecrate yourself wholly to each day, as though a fire were raging in your hair.
Taisen Deshimaru
#59. When he went back to the fire he knelt and smoothed her hair as she slept and he said if he were God he would have made the world just so and no different.
Cormac McCarthy
#60. Albion Park on a fierce spring morning. A mad March day of ice and fire. Thomas's feet beat a tattoo on the path. Every hair, every bristle on his chin stands on end. He is a small star-ship of blazing neurons- He is a librarian on his way to work, half-blind with sun and cold and memory.
Maggie Gee
#61. What do you think about when you close your eyes?" she asked. Alex looked at her, her silky orange eyes catching light from the fire, her hair falling against her cheek, her lips soft and full. "You really want to know?" She nodded. "Yeah." "I think about you,
Lisa McMann
#62. It can be hard for the cute girl. I was blond, cute, broke. I was beat up. I was thrown inside lockers. I was burned with cigarettes. My hair was lit on fire.
Jenny McCarthy
#63. If my hair was on fire and llamas came to put it out, he'd tell me the shot was great.
Erin Dionne
#64. If my hair gets any frizzier, I'll shave it to the scalp. Or light it on fire. Whichever is easier.
Victoria Scott
#65. "I...love you...Rylan. But do not fear...I'll be seeing you...again...I am...forever watching..."
She breathes her last. The fire races across her face and through her hair.
I watch as she lifted up with the rising smoke.
Colleen Boyd
#66. ...she shot him in the face as he slid down the door facing and she shot him in the face as he sat on the floor and she ran to him and shot him twice in the face as he sprawled against the wall, scalp down to his chin and his hair on fire.
Thomas Harris
#67. Hey, pharmacist here. Bodily fluids don't scare me. Neither do yeast infections or wild hair-remover rashes. He moved her hand and leaned down to give her a long hug.
He's hugging me.
Me.
Debra Anastasia
#68. 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.
Diana Gabaldon
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