“Learn it well. Wear your hair wild, embrace your anger and learn to wield it without fear as a sword against those who hurt you.”

You are half fairytale, half girl.

How do you go back to being strangers with someone who has seen your soul?

We have all taken turns being Red Riding Hood and we have all been the wolf.

Remember, there are beginnings in endings, through destruction there comes life.

Everyone you love is slowly dying and if you choose not to love them right they will die without knowing.

That sadness that you do not speak of, that haunts you in the ache of midnight. Give it to me, I want to heal that.

To my children, I will say, ‘Fill your skin with kindness and find solace in your solitude. It takes bravery to be kind. But to be brave you will need to know how to stand for something even if you are completely alone.

There is nothing more dangerous than a girl who is aware of the flames inside her, and all the damage she can do.

The greatest magic you have is the courage you go digging for, when your world falls apart, the light you still hold, when everything has grown dark.

Take this as your reminder. Not all heroes wear capes. Some wear darkness, some wear wounds.

She is unpredictable, and unpredictable is another word for ‘threat’ when a woman wears it well.

I hope our daughters are born with so much fire in their souls, they could put volcanoes and stars to shame.

Why be a half-finished poem in some forgotten poet’s story, when one can be an odyssey in and of herself, part magic, part villain, part Goddess, part lover.

My darling, he is just a boy. How can he possibly begin to appreciate the constellations you leave in your wake, or the stardust in your bones, when he has yet to realize just what it means to be in love with a girl like you?

Sometimes you are going to miss a person who was an almost to you. And feel sad because there is no name for that feeling. You just feel it in a way that makes you tired to your very bones.

Heroes are never born fearless. They become heroes by facing their fears, by meeting them head on and saying, ‘You do not control me, or own me anymore.

I got my hair highlighted because I felt some strands were more important than others.

I mean, I’ve always been a libertarian. Leave everybody alone. Let everybody else do what they want. Just stay out of everybody else’s hair.

The Colchians, Ethiopians and Egyptians have thick lips, broad nose, woolly hair and they are burnt of skin.

I’d luv to kiss ya, but I just washed my hair.

But it wasn’t just that he was the most intelligent member in the family. He was also the nicest, in lots of ways. He never got mad at anybody. People with red hair are supposed to get mad very easily, but Allie never did, and he had very red hair.

I have eyes like a bullfrog, a neck like an ostrich and long, limp hair. You just have to be good to survive with that equipment.

The 2000s were full of baggy pants and colored hair.

I’ve always had really messy hair.