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Quote Left Soldier, scholar, horseman, he, As 'twere all life's epitome. What made us dream that he could comb grey hair? Quote Right
Quote Left Rise, brothers, rise; the wakening skies pray to the morning light, The wind lies asleep in the arms of the dawn like a child that has cried all night. Come, let us gather our nets from the shore and set our catamarans free, To capture the leaping wealth of the tide, for we are the kings of the sea! No longer delay, let us hasten away in the track of the sea gull's call, The sea is our mother, the cloud is our brother, the waves are our comrades all. What though we toss at the fall of the sun where the hand of the sea-god drives? He who holds the storm by the hair, will hide in his breast our lives. Sweet is the shade of the cocoanut glade, and the scent of the mango grove, And sweet are the sands at the full o' the moon with the sound of the voices we love; But sweeter, O brothers, the kiss of the spray and the dance of the wild foam's glee; Row, brothers, row to the edge of the verge, where the low sky mates with the sea. Quote Right
Quote Left There’s a land where the mountains are nameless, And the rivers all run God knows where; There are lives that are erring and aimless, And deaths that just hang by a hair; There are hardships that nobody reckons; There are valleys unpeopled and still; There’s a land — oh, it beckons and beckons, And I want to go back — and I will. Quote Right
Quote Left His hair long and plausive. Bastard Masturbating a glitter, He wants to be loved. Quote Right
Quote Left My skin is kind of sort of brownish Pinkish yellowish white. My eyes are greyish blueish green, But I'm told they look orange in the night. My hair is reddish blondish brown, But it's silver when it's wet. And all the colors I am inside Have not been invented yet. Quote Right
Quote Left Pretty women wonder where my secret lies. I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size But when I start to tell them, They think I'm telling lies. I say, It's in the reach of my arms The span of my hips, The stride of my step, The curl of my lips. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. I walk into a room Just as cool as you please, And to a man, The fellows stand or Fall down on their knees. Then they swarm around me, A hive of honey bees. I say, It's the fire in my eyes, And the flash of my teeth, The swing in my waist, And the joy in my feet. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Men themselves have wondered What they see in me. They try so much But they can't touch My inner mystery. When I try to show them They say they still can't see. I say, It's in the arch of my back, The sun of my smile, The ride of my breasts, The grace of my style. I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Now you understand Just why my head's not bowed. I don't shout or jump about Or have to talk real loud. When you see me passing It ought to make you proud. I say, It's in the click of my heels, The bend of my hair, the palm of my hand, The need of my care, 'Cause I'm a woman Phenomenally. Phenomenal woman, That's me. Quote Right
Quote Left Somewhere in the bible it say Jesus hair was like lamb's wool, I say. Well, say Shug, if he came to any of these churches we talking bout he'd have to have it conked before anybody paid him any attention. The last thing niggers want to think about they God is that his hair kinky. Quote Right
Quote Left I am the Turquoise Woman's Son, On top of Belted Mountain beautiful horses--slim like a weasel! My horse with a hoof like a striped agate, with his fetlock like a fine eagle plume: my horse whose legs are like quick lightning whose body is an eagle-plumed arrow: my horse whose tail is like a trailing black cloud. The Little Holy Wind blows through his hair. My horse with a mane made of short rainbows. My horse with ears made of round corn. My horse with eyes made of big starts. My horse with a head made of mixed waters. My horse with teeth made of white shell. The long rainbow is in his mouth for a bridle and with it I guide him. Quote Right
Quote Left I THINK that I shall never see A poem lovely as a tree. A tree whose hungry mouth is prest Against the sweet earth's flowing breast; A tree that looks at God all day, And lifts her leafy arms to pray; A tree that may in summer wear A nest of robins in her hair; Upon whose bosom snow has lain; Who intimately lives with rain. Poems are made by fools like me, But only God can make a tree. Quote Right
Quote Left Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines he wrote a poem And he called if 'Chops' because that was the name of his dog And that's what it was all about And his teacher gave him an A and a gold star And his mother hung it on the kitchen door and read it to his aunts That was the year Father Tracy took all the kids to the zoo And he let them sing on the bus And his little sister was born with tiny toenails and no hair And his mother and father kissed a lot And the girl around the corner sent him a Valentine signed with a row of X's and he had to ask his father what the X's meant And his father always tucked him in bed at night And was always there to do it Once on a piece of white paper with blue lines he wrote a poem And he called it 'Autumn' because that was the name of the season And that's what it was all about And his teacher gave him an A and asked him to write more clearly And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because of its new paint And the kids told him Father Tracy smoked cigars And left butts on the pews And sometimes they would burn holes That was the year his sister got glasses with thick lenses and black frames And the girl around the corner laughed when he asked her to go see Santa Claus And the kids told him why his mother and father kissed a lot And his father never tucked him in bed at night And his father got mad when he cried for him to do it Once on a paper torn from his notebook he wrote a poem And he called it 'Innocence: A Question' because that was the question about his girl And that's what it was all about And his professor gave him an A and a strange steady look And his mother never hung it on the kitchen door because he never showed her That was the year Father Tracy died And he forgot how the end of the Apostle's Creed went And he caught his sister making out on the back porch And his mother and father never kissed or even talked And the girl around the corner wore too much makeup That made him cough when he kissed her but he kissed her anyway because that was the thing to do And at three A.M. he tucked himself into bed his father snoring soundly That's why on the back of a brown paper bag he tried another poem And he called it 'Absolutely Nothing' Because that's what it was really all about And he gave himself an A and a slash on each damned wrist And he hung it on the bathroom door because this time he didn't think he could reach the kitchen Quote Right
Quote Left I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm, your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy, golden storm, yes many loved before us, I know we are not new, in city and in forest they smiled like me and you, but now it's come to distances and both of us must try, your eyes are soft with sorrow, Hey, that's no way to say goodbye. Quote Right
Quote Left Abstinence sows sand all overThe ruddy limbs and flaming hair,But Desire GratifiedPlants fruits of life and beauty there. Quote Right
Quote Left Half close your eyelids, loosen your hair,And dream about the great and their pride;They have spoken against you everywhere,But weigh this song with the great and their pride;I made it out of a mouthful of air,Their children's children shall say they have lied. Quote Right
Quote Left The draft is white people sending black people to fight yellow people to protect the country they stole from the red people. Quote Right
Quote Left March is a tomboy with tousled hair, a mischievous smile, mud on her shoes and a laugh in her voice. Quote Right
Quote Left A hair divides what is false and true. Quote Right
Quote Left It sometimes strikes me that the whole of science is a piece of impudence; that nature can afford to ignore our impertinent interference. If our monkey mischief should ever reach the point of blowing up the earth by decomposing an atom, and even annihilated the sun himself, I cannot really suppose that the universe would turn a hair. Quote Right
Quote Left We can learn to rejoice in even the smallest blessings our life holds. It is easy to miss our own good fortune; often happiness comes in ways we don't even notice. It's like a cartoon I saw of an astonished-looking man saying, ' What was that ?' The caption below read, ' Bob experiences a moment of well-being .' The ordinariness of our good fortune can make it hard to catch. The key is to be here, fully connected with the moment, paying attention to the details of ordinary life. By taking care of ordinary things - our pots and pans, our clothing, our teeth - we rejoice in them. When we scrub a vegetable or brush our hair, we are expressing appreciation: friendships toward ourselves and toward the living quality that is found in everything. This combination of mindfulness and appreciation connects us fully with reality and brings us joy. Quote Right
Quote Left Here comes February, a little girl with her first valentine, a red bow in her wind-blown hair, a kiss waiting on her lips, a tantrum just back of her laughter. Quote Right
Quote Left I will not speak of the famous beauty of dead women: I will say the shape of a leaf lay once on your hair.... Quote Right
Quote Left A Woman is home caring for her children! even if she can't. Trapped in this well-built trap, A Woman blames her mother for luring her into it, while ensuring that her own daughter never gets out; she recoils from the idea of sisterhood and doesn't believe women have friends, because it probably means something unnatural, and anyhow, A Woman is afraid of women. She's a male construct, and she's afraid women will deconstruct her. She's afraid of everything, because she can't change. Thighs forever thin and shining hair and shining teeth and she's my Mom, too, all seven percent of her. And she never grows old. Quote Right
Quote Left And nice to have seen you, Sue. Good luck, he called after her as she disappeared down the path, a pretty girl in a hurry, her smooth hair swinging, shining - just such a young woman as Nancy might have been. Then, starting home, he walked toward the trees, and under them, leaving behind him the big sky, the whisper of wind voices in the wind-bent wheat. Quote Right
Quote Left Boys are found everywhere-on top of, underneath, inside of, climbing on, swinging from, running around or jumping to. Mothers love them, little girls hate them, older sisters and brothers tolerate them, adults ignore them and Heaven protects them. A boy is Truth with dirt on its face, Beauty with a cut on its finger, Wisdom with bubble gum in its hair and the Hope of the future with a frog in its pocket. Quote Right
Quote Left A tree trunk the size of a man grows from a blade as thin as a hair. A tower nine stories high is built from a small heap of earth. Quote Right
Quote Left 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. Quote Right
Quote Left never again would she lose her ball, that moon, that Krishna hair, that blind poppy, that innocent globe, that madonna womb. Quote Right
Quote Left A hair in the head is worth two in the brush. Quote Right
Quote Left Sisters are always drying their hair. Locked into rooms, alone, they pose at the mirror, shoulders bare, trying this way and that their hair, or fly importunate down the stair to answer the telephone. Quote Right
Quote Left I belong to Bridegrooms Anonymous. Whenever I feel like getting married, they send over a lady in a housecoat and hair curlers to burn my toast for me. Quote Right
Quote Left I never have a realistic sense of self. I either think everything I do is terrible and I'm the worst guy on the planet, or from time to time I'll think I'm the greatest gift to music and the coolest guy who ever lived, but that happens maybe an hour out of the week. Some days I'm more concerned with how my hair looks than what my guitar sounds like. Quote Right

Member Quotes About Hair

Quote Left I believe poetry is like sun bathing: one prepares himself, puts on the lotion and positions the chair -- and then the sun does its work. Train, learn...and it will happen. As with each of us, having an individual spirit, so poetry has a group spirit, seeing to its beauty and guarding its significance. Quote Right
Quote Left Don babu agar tum chair khani karo, pangay lo, ungliyan do, to phir tumharay Saath badtamizi na ho to Kya ho??? Quote Right
Quote Left Badtmizi ka jawab badtmizi aur chair khani ka jawab bay izti hai.. Quote Right
Quote Left Shair darinda tha hai aur rahay ga. Quote Right
Quote Left Shair laakh bahadar sahi leykan khata sowr hi hai akhir ye bhi haramkhor hi nikla. Quote Right
Quote Left Shair kabhi bhi insan nahi ban sakta. Quote Right
Quote Left Shair ka thikana shehar nahi jungle hai. Quote Right
Quote Left Ajeeb mulk hai yahan kay log chahatay hain mein raat ko din aur tavay ko safaid likhun. Kuch ho to kuch bhi nahi say tashbih dun aur nahi maloom ki rat lagatay hovay gonga shatan ban jaon.Shair ko darinda keh kay mukhatib na karun aur kaisay bhi halaat hon tention na loun.Ham aisay masharay ka hisa hain jahan sawal pochna gunah aur jawab dena jurm hai. Quote Right
Quote Left A lifetime of sighs scarcely reveals its effects, yet how impatiently I wait for you to curl your hair! (Mirza Ghalib, loose translation by Michael R. Burch) Quote Right
Quote Left Friends, beware of her iniquitous hair— long, ravenblack & melancholy. Many suitors drowned there— lost, unaware of the length & extent of their folly. ('Medusa' by Michael R. Burch) Quote Right
Quote Left What is a word? Who does it belong to? An empty vessel at best! A chair is not a chair until someone sits in it. Poets can only grow if given free rein in their lonely pursuit of excellence. Quote Right
Quote Left the part of me that lived in you is gone. one day the world shall come beyond my borders my cat trained its hair to stand at attention to salute all dogs Quote Right
Quote Left Black Woman don’t despair your beauty is not about your hair. You are special and rare so learn how to live, pray and care. Quote Right
Quote Left Regret is the little sister of death. She comes and stays forever, and runs her fingers through your hair, until it drops to the floor. Quote Right
Quote Left School is out summer is here it's only fair that I let down my hair. Quote Right
Quote Left A sad Day when people drug old men, so they can buy their position of power when they have no money that’s is worth anything. All material money I. The World could not buy the Spirit of God or make a Man a “metaphorical Genius” of Theology or Metaphysical Psychology For man Has free will to say Yes I’ll join the Fight or No I won’t join the Fight. God would Know it’s a family Fued and to stay out of it. Sythians and Amazonians at Again, Only in India. Braided hair of both sexes caused confusion Quote Right
Quote Left Some women moan and rant about equal status, opportunities that women are denied, they want women to prove they are valueable and able like men, but, then, they sit down in a chair and draw their eyebrows back on. Quote Right
Quote Left I love to rub my fingers through your long curly hair, love your button nose and your cute little tail, so much time together we do spend, no wonder dogs are mans best friend Quote Right
Quote Left As I get close to the twilight of my life, if I pulled out every grey hair on my head, I'd be bald Quote Right
Quote Left At the moment I had the idea, I felt the hairs on my back stand up, even though I have no hair on my back. Quote Right
Quote Left In my memory, the sunshine is deep. The light falling onto her hair is beautiful. The world is chaos. All the water colors are drowning. Now look she smiles, and I count the colors in her smile. The world again is chaos, but never the same chaos. Quote Right
Quote Left P.S. I want my words to caress your ears like the hairs standing on the back of your neck... Quote Right
Quote Left Wheelchairs are a means of transportation, not a part of someone's personality. Quote Right
Quote Left I'm fine as frog hair, twice as fuzzy! Quote Right
Quote Left Respect all humans because they are too humans. Family is not only hair and blood relation but even the soil, water and breathe which are basic necessities and resources of an individual’s life which they share. Quote Right
Quote Left I have earned every gray hair on this head so don't tell me I need it dyed. Quote Right
Quote Left The difference between success and failure is often but a hair's breath. Quote Right
Quote Left Open Roads By : Jose Cantu Fly down open roads, wind whispering through your hair not a person in sight. Man to metal open roads becoming one with your creation. Roaring down open roads, freedom of the drive no stopping. Quote Right
Quote Left I'd like to cross hairs with her! Quote Right
Quote Left They should make rear view mirrors bigger. How do they expect a woman to do her hair and makeup, when she is driving, in the size currently fitted Quote Right