Quotes About Wild Hair

#1. 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

#2. What was it about that short creature with her wild hair and spurious air of purity and why would anyone much less two men love her and to such disastrous ends.

Anna Godbersen

#3. She wielded it easily, lightly. She carried it swinging like a baseball bat, only with more poetry to it. It was a frightening thing to watch, this small shadow of billowing grey fabric and sprawling, wild hair splaying out behind her, the axe held at the ready with both hands, poised and prepared.

Cherie Priest

#4. I'd rather die than be famous,
I want to go live in the desert
With long wild hair, eating
At my campfire, full of sand

Jack Kerouac

#5. I got into my very theatrical phase. I wore only black: a big black hat and wild hair and wild black clothes, and I carried a sword stick. I went there still looking like Miss Florida, and I came back looking very different.

Delta Burke

#6. I get a wild hair up my nose and I want to go.

Broderick Crawford

#7. ROMEO: I love you.

RIMMEL: Romeo...

ROMEO: I love your glasses, your clumsiness, your wild hair, even the way you snort when you laugh. (He smiled) I love you in spite of yourself, Rim.

Can't you love me in spite of myself?

Cambria Hebert

#8. I have very long, wild hair, a suntan and wear knee high boots and ignore all the rules about what you should or shouldn't wear at whatever age.

Kate O'Mara

#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. His first glimpse of Izzy Goodnight was to see her bathed in gold. The sunlight showed him, in blazing relief, a slender, gracefully curved silhouette and a corona of wild, loose hair that seemed to be afire.
Holy God.

Tessa Dare

#11. The odors of perfume were fanned out on the summer air by the whirling vents of the grottoes where the women hid like undersea creatures, under electric cones, their hair curled into wild whorls and peaks, their eyes shrewd and glassy, animal and sly, their mouths painted a neon red.

Ray Bradbury

#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. My hair is a wild, untamable beast! I like letting it grow; my bangs grow whatever way they want and I kind of follow their rule. So side bangs, poof bangs - it's kind of unpredictable.

Victoria Legrand

#14. Bone by bone, hair by hair, Wild Woman comes back. Through night dreams, through events half understood and half remembered ...

Clarissa Pinkola Estes

#15. Then he heard a wild, high-pitched cackling that made the hair stand up on the back of his neck. It wasn't sane, that laugh. In fact, it was the laughter of someone who never had more than a nodding acquaintance with sanity.

Mercedes Lackey

#16. Audrey Griffin's eyes were wild, and she had a big smile as usual, and she was shaking a piece of paper at us. Her gray hair was coming out of its ponytail, and she was wearing clogs, and under her down vest you could see the pleats on her jeans bulging out. It was hard not to watch.

Maria Semple

#17. I practically lived in the woods when I was a kid, avoiding grown-ups and my dysfunctional family, pretending I was half-wolf, a feral child who napped in nests made out of ferns, ate wild blueberries, and wove sticks and feathers into her hair.

Jennifer McMahon

#18. Groaning, he gripped his fists in the wild stuff. "Contessa.God, Contessa."
She straightened, changing the angle, changing the pleasure. She shook her hair back and undulated. She was a contessa.A princess.No,a queen.

Christie Ridgway

#19. My God, you have beautiful hair in the firelight," he said softly, and I blinked. "It's like your thoughts, all cinnamon and wild untamed. I've always liked your hair.

Kim Harrison

#20. The story was a sleeping girl in a narrow bed Dark hair thick and wild and twisted like seaweed across the pillow ... Bella's Lullaby

Stephenie Meyer

#21. She wasn't any bigger than a minute and had hair like wild gold, and she was always merry as a marriage bell.

Sandra Dallas

#22. You let the hair down, and that's when the wild man comes out.

Clay Matthews III

#23. Every modern male has, lying at the bottom of his psyche, a large, primitive being covered with hair down to his feet. Making contact with this Wild Man is the step the Eighties male or the Nineties male has yet to take. That bucketing-out process has yet to begin in our contemporary culture.

Robert Bly

#24. Grace is wild. Grace unsettles everything. Grace overflows the banks. Grace messes up your hair. Grace is not tame.

Doug Wilson

#25. [John Jarndyce] rubbed his head so constantly that not a single hair upon it ever rested in its right place

Charles Dickens

#26. [My hair] creates this Tarzanesque, likeable bad-boy image. It says, 'I am a wild child. I will take you on a Harley ride, then make passionate love to you. And should you be attacked by a lion or an idiot at a bar, I will protect you.'

Bret Michaels

#27. Her hair was wild, her eyes were flashing, and her tattered underskirts floated around her. She looked like a glorious avenging goddess from some ancient erotic myth.

Gail Carriger

#28. Her hair was long , her foot was light and her eyes were wild. -Keats

John Keats

#29. A horse is freedom so indominable that it becomes useless to imprison it to serve man: it lets itself be domesticated, but with a simple, rebellious toss of the head-shaking its mane like an abundance of free-flowing hair-it shows that its inner nature is always wild, translucent and free.

Clarice Lispector

#30. Rude cross lay flat upon the barren earth and on it was bound a man - half-naked, wild of aspect with his corded limbs, glaring eyes and shock of tangled hair. His executioners were Roman soldiers, and with heavy hammers they prepared to pin the victim's hands and feet to the wood with iron spikes.

H.P. Lovecraft

#31. A good hair day is when my curls are popping. Sometimes my curls and waves, they like to go a little wild sometimes. They have a mind of their own. But some days, they just fall right into place.

Zendaya

#32. I have faced Death. I have been caught in the wild weed tangles of Her hair, seen the gleam of her jade eyes. I will go when it is time - no choice! - but now I want life.

Keri Hulme

#33. With her wild red hair draped around her pallid visage, she could easily be mistaken for a nymph from a Pre-Raphaelite painting. But then again, those nymphs were rarely hung-over or quite such a freckled, busty little thing.

Renate Linnenkoper

#34. It was wild and dark and grand and tall and fierce and haunting all at once. And it thrilled me to the core. It thrilled me and it frightened me, for it whipped at my carefully closeted heart, much as the wind had whipped at my hair and skirts and sent my bonnet tumbling.

Julianne Donaldson

#35. Brushing a girl's hair
behind her ear
once a day
will solve more problems
than all those
therapists
and drugs.

Atticus Poetry

#36. Hubert's wife, Mindy, was a tiny powerhouse of a woman with a halo of wild blond hair and eye makeup so complex it took me a while to locate her pupils. She was clearly the brains of the operation, such as she was.

Molly Harper

#37. A woman of intense feeling, head thrown back, hair wild, lips open upon a cry of unbelievable pleasure.
The enchanted.
A warrior both disciplined and passionate, his whole being focused in the moment.
The enchanter.
Now he is bending down to her, drinking her cries ...

Elizabeth Lowell

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

Emma McLaughlin

#39. Who's they?" Ozzie asked. The guy's wild blond hair and Star Trek T-shirt - it read I beat the Kobayashi Maru - shouted of his secure position in the upper echelons of Geekdom as loudly as the three microsized laptops open in front of him. "Official

Julie Ann Walker

#40. So I cut off my hair and I rode straight away, to the wild unknown country where I could not go wrong.

Bob Dylan

#41. My motto is to go wild on the accessories - the belts, the hair clips, the jewelery.

Heidi Klum

#42. Let us dance in the sun, wearing wild flowers in our hair ...

Susan Polis Schutz

#43. For a moment, he rested his hand on the pitchfork, breath ragged. Strands of hair escaped the ponytail and fell over his eyes, making him look wild, untamed. He'd changed so much from that quiet boy. He'd had to, growing up with monsters as playmates.

Megan Shepherd

#44. His wild white hair and beard projected from all angles of his face, making him look like a dandelion gone to seed.

Kaza Kingsley

#45. John wore clothes made of hair from camels. He had a leather belt around him. His food was locusts and wild honey. 7

Anonymous

#46. I went hunting wild
After the wildest beauty in the world
Which lies not calm in eyes, or braided hair
But mocks the steady running of the hour
And if it grieves, grieves richlier than here

Wilfred Owen

#47. He grabs the swing by the seat and it grinds to a halt. Oz's fingers brush along the skin of my thigh.
My heart stutters. Stupid heart. Stupid short skirt. Stupid deep blue eyes and wild charcoal hair. Stupid, stupid, stupid me for licking my suddenly dry lips.

Katie McGarry

#48. We checked ourselves in the mirror before we left. We were flushed and a little rumpled, but in a good way. We looked vibrant, wild, happy. The hair and the clothes and the makeup made me feel like someone new, but the happy is what made me unrecognizable.

Allie Larkin

#49. I went to the flea market in the morning and charged tourists money to take pictures of me. I looked pretty wild, with hair down to my waist, Indian robes, a floor-length fur coat. There must be lots of photos of me out there.

Wolfgang Beltracchi

#50. for frail but surprisingly strong fairies who had lost their way above ground
for burned mermaids and sick vampire girls
for wild wolfish women with sharp teeth and leaves in their hair

Francesca Lia Block

#51. The only time I ever appeared in the 'Enquirer' was for a piece about people who let their hair grow gray. I guess I'm not much of a wild child.

Emmylou Harris

#52. The Dawn is a wild, fair woman, With sunrise in her hair; Look where she stands, with pleading hands, To lure me there.

Robert Loveman

#53. 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

#54. She was the most beautiful person he had ever seen. With stars in her eyes and veils in her hair, with cyclamen and wild violets.

Virginia Woolf

#55. I know muckers are the simplest of commoners and becoming a lady's maid is a right honor, but I couldn't give up the wild steppes forever, couldn't turn my back on Mama and all she taught. I feel like a mucker from the ends of my hair to the mud of my bones.

Shannon Hale

#56. He had a taste for wild, spreading, disorderly things: high mountains,aged oaks,and Aliena's hair.

Ken Follett

#57. I wanted love to grow back, like the grass when it's mown down. To grow differently, if need be, like children's teeth, like hair, like fingernails. To spring up at will, wild and untended. The chill of the sheets made me shudder, and so did the warmth that followed when I lay down.

Herta Muller

#58. My hair grows and grows; you cannot stop it - that fellow grows, it grows wild.

A. P. J. Abdul Kalam

#59. I really like to rock it natural and let my hair go wild, but when I do style it, I slick all the hair over to one side with pins. It's either that or a messy bun.

Tori Kelly

#60. His hair, every bit as wild and soft to the touch as it had looked. Finally, he leaned his head into her touch, gently nuzzling her fingers.

Marissa Meyer

#61. My hair is wild and free, but I've always been told that [straight hair] is more polished, and a more polished version of yourself is a better version of yourself. That it's more professional.

Erin Wasson