Quotations About / On:
You can be up to your boobies in white satin, with gardenias in your hair and no sugar cane for miles, but you can still be working on a plantation.
(Billie Holiday (1915-1959), U.S. blues singer, and William Dufty. Lady Sings the Blues, ch. 11 (1956, rev. 1975).)
I love my work with a frenetic and perverse love, as an ascetic loves the hair shirt which scratches his belly.
(Gustave Flaubert (1821-1880), French novelist. Letter, April 24, 1852, to Louise Colet, trans. by Stratton Buck (1966). Correspondance, II, p. 395, Conard (1926-1933).)
That ain't snow, Mike. That's angel hair. We done died and gone to heaven.
(Charles Beaumont (1930-1967), U.S. screenwriter, and Edward Bernds. Lt. Turner (Patrick Waltz), Queen of Outer Space, looking at the landscape from their crash site (1958).
From a story by Ben Hecht (1893-1964); real name Charles Nutt.)
She also knew old slave songs and I wondered why, when she hummed them, grandmother braided my hair even more softly, as if her fingers became liquid with pity.
(Simone Schwarz-Bart (b. 1938), Gaudeloupean author. The Bridge of Beyond, p. 52, Éditions du Seuil (1972).)
Old married people look so much alike that they have the same number of hairs in their ears.
(Albert Camus (1913-1960), French-Algerian novelist, dramatist, philosopher. Gallimard (1958). Helicon in Caligula, act 4, sc. 6, Pléiade (1962).)
Gross and obscure natures, however decorated, seem impure shambles; but character gives splendor to youth, and awe to wrinkled skin and gray hairs.
(Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882), U.S. essayist, poet, philosopher. "Beauty," The Conduct of Life (1860).)
A man is a golden impossibility. The line he must walk is a hair's breadth.
(Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882), U.S. essayist, poet, philosopher. "Experience," Essays, Second Series (1844).)
The good judge is not he who does hair-splitting justice to every allegation, but who, aiming at substantial justice, rules something intelligible of the guidance of suitors.
(Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882), U.S. essayist, poet, philosopher. "Power," The Conduct of Life (1860).)
Verily, chemistry is not a splitting of hairs when you have got half a dozen raw Irishmen in the laboratory.
(Henry David Thoreau (1817-1862), U.S. philosopher, author, naturalist. Cape Cod (1855-1865), in The Writings of Henry David Thoreau, vol. 4, p. 219, Houghton Mifflin (1906).)
People get real comfortable with their features. Nobody gets comfortable with their hair. Hair trauma. It's the universal thing.
(Jamie Lee Curtis (b. 1958), U.S. actor. U.S. (February 21, 1991).)