Top 44 Quotes About Flowers In My Hair
#1. I don't wear dresses and flowers in my hair and float around!
Victoria Legrand
#2. I'd rather have flowers in my hair, than diamonds around my neck.
Alli Simpson
#3. I'm a real conservative. I never became a hippie, or a groupie. I never wore flowers in my hair.
Brigid Berlin
#4. I know I shall not live very long ... If I've painted three good pictures, then I shall leave gladly with flowers in my hand and my hair.
Paula Modersohn-Becker
#5. Gaea?" Leo shook his head. "Isn't that Mother Nature? She's supposed to have, like, flowers in her hair and birds singing around her and dear and rabbits doing her laundry."
"Leo, that's Snow White," Piper said.
Rick Riordan
#6. San Francisco has a flowers-in-your-hair kind of vibe, while Chicago's got this very funny, big-city/small-town coolness to it.
Dave Matthews
#7. I was a boy in the ads I did as a child. My sister was the girl, and I was the boy. I had short hair and I was in overalls and I was giving flowers to my sister Daisy, who fit their model of what a girl was supposed to look like.
Rose McGowan
#8. Death which is the mother of the universe! - Now wear your nakedness forever, white flowers in your hair, your marriage sealed behind the sky - no revolution might destroy that maidenhood
Allen Ginsberg
#9. I was deeply misled by Lady Chatterley's Lover, which seemed to insist that running naked through damp undergrowth with wild flowers entwined in your pubic hair was just about the closest thing to heaven.
Julian Barnes
#10. What can I give you, Aislinn? Shall I weave flowers into your hair?"
He opened his hand, letting go of her hair. An iris blossom sat in the palm of his hand. "Shall I bring you necklaces of gold? Delicacies mortals can only dream of? I'll do all those things anyway. Don't waste your wish.
Melissa Marr
#11. And other times there would be tenderness and holding-close liek a warm bath, and hands stroking my hair and brow, and the words carved about the cathedral of my childhood: 'He's like all the other children. He's a good boy.
Daniel Keyes
#12. Death was not. I lived in a simple drowse:Hands and hair moved through a dream of wakening blossoms.Rain sweetened the cave and the dove still called;The flowers leaned on themselves, the flowers in hollows;And love, love sang toward.
Theodore Roethke
#13. It was like I saw your soul in the notes of the music. And it was beautiful." She leaned forward and touched his face lightly, the smooth skin over his hard cheekbone, his hair like feathers against the back of her hand. "I saw rivers, boats like flowers, all the colors of the night sky.
Cassandra Clare
#14. In the '60s not everybody was wearing flowers in their hair and flowing caftans.
Baz Luhrmann
#15. I showed her my cubicle of commercial artistry, and drew her attention to my latest project. "Oh, that's lovely," she said when I pointed out the drawing of a nymph with flowers in her freshly shampooed hair. "That's really nice." That "nice" remark almost spoiled my day.
Thomas Ligotti
#16. You've flowers in you hair," she said. Tender amusement, instead of distaste, threaded her voice.
"That's because they're growing out of my head.
Grace Draven
#17. The autumn comes, a maiden fair In slenderness and grace, With nodding rice-stems in her hair And lilies in her face. In flowers of grasses she is clad; And as she moves along, Birds greet her with their cooing glad Like bracelets' tinkling song.
Kalidasa
#18. Violet will be a good color for hair at just about the same time that brunette becomes a good color for flowers.
Fran Lebowitz
#19. She wore flowers in her hair and carried magic secrets in her eyes. She spoke to no one. She spent hours on the riverbank. She smoked cigarettes and had midnight swims ...
Arundhati Roy
#20. She was small-boned and exquisite, and naked like the rest of them, with nothing on her but a garland of flowers and a pink hair ribbon, frequent props on the sex-kiddie sites.
Margaret Atwood
#21. The creator of stars, heaven and earth
surpassed himself when he also created pain. Lips like rubies, delicious-smelling hair, blooming flowers, how many of you are
already buried in earthy soil?
Omar Khayyam
#22. A group of girls with their hair hanging loose over their shoulders, and the most strident voices imaginable, sold flowers at the foot of an equestrian statue, done in bronze by Thornycroft when the Empress was a young woman.
Willa Cather
#23. We're going to San Francisco. The flowers in your hair are optional.
Neil Gaiman
#24. The birds brought seeds & flowers & bits of brightly colored string & placed them in her hair while she slept so she would remember the wild joy of spring when she finally awoke.
Brian Andreas
#25. THERE WAS A TIME"
"There was a time, everything was fine.
You got drunk on the day like it was wine.
And all the children,
They put flowers in their hair.
And all the grown-ups,
They put daggers there instead.
Marc Bolan
#26. The music, and the banquet, and the wine
The garlands, the rose odors, and the flowers, The sparkling eyes, and flashing ornaments
The white arms and the raven hair
the braids, And bracelets; swan-like bosoms, and the necklace, An India in itself, yet dazzling not.
Lord Byron
#27. We don't like flowers that do not wilt; they must die, and nine she-camel hairs aid memory.
Marianne Moore
#28. She's as fetching as brown hair done up with ribbons blue
The mountain, my lady
She's as sweet as pink flowers made bright with morning dew,
Mount Eskel, my lady
Shannon Hale
#29. If people would just look at the paintings, I don't think they would have any trouble enjoying them. It's like looking at a bed of flowers, you don't tear your hair out over what it means.
Jackson Pollock
#31. Oh, London is a man's town, there's power in the air;
And Paris is a woman's town, with flowers in her hair;
And it's sweet to dream in Venice, and it's great to study Rome;
But when it comes to living, there is no place like home.
Henry Van Dyke
#32. Heat in her birds of prey fingertips, smoke of gilded flowers in her aureate gorging hair.
Laura Gentile
#33. Look, girls don't care how many push-ups you can do. They just want to get high and wear flowers in their hair. Maybe steal a car.
Donald Ray Pollock
#34. Oh my dear from a distant fantasy land! I love to be in your dreams as a fairy of love with wings of flowers and golden glowing flowing hair.
Debasish Mridha
#35. Soft moonlight touches my lips and cheeks,
I feel your soul dance in my heart.
Breeze of the Southern sea blows my hair,
I feel your love touch my flowers of desire,
In my garden roses dance with the kindness of air.
I feel my soul wanting her bliss to share.
Debasish Mridha
#36. Tumbling-hair
picker of buttercups
violets
dandelions
And the big bullying daisies
through the field wonderful
with eyes a little sorry
Another comes
also picking flowers
E. E. Cummings
#37. Most of the people are homesick anyway, and a little lonely, and they hide themselves in their hair and are turned into flowers.
Tove Jansson
#38. On the lawn one late summer day, her pale hair tangled because she'd cry if anyone tried to brush it, spinning around and around until she got so dizzy she fell in a pile of bare feet and dandelions and sundress.
Holly Black
#39. And there will come a time, you'll see, with no more tears.
And love will not break your heart, but dismiss your fears.
Get over your hill and see what you find there,
With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair
Mumford & Sons
#40. There's music along the river
For Love wanders there,
Pale flowers on his mantle,
Dark leaves on his hair.
James Joyce
#41. If the church is what it should be, young people will be there. But they will not just 'be there' - they will be there with the blowing of horns and the clashing of high-sounding cymbals, and they will come dancing with flowers in their hair.
Francis Schaeffer
#42. Neither rings, bright chains, nor bracelets, perfumes, flowers, nor well-trimmed hair, Grace a man like polished language, th' only jewel he should wear.
Bhartrhari
#43. Somone Told me there is a girl out there, with love in her eyes, and flowers in her hair.
Robert Plant
#44. Miriam - I'll give you any flowers you want!' Rhapsodising over the thousand scents of her body, I exclaimed: 'I'll grow orchids from your hands, roses from your breasts. You can have magnolias in your hair ... !'
'And in my heart?'
'In your womb I'll set a fly-trap!
J.G. Ballard
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