Always meet petulance with gentleness and perverseness with kindness. A gentle hand can lead even en elephant by a hair. Reply to thine enemy with gentleness.
ZoroasterZoroaster Beloved, let your eyes half close, and your heart beat Over my heart, and your hair fall over my breast, Drowning love’s lonely hour in deep twilight of rest.
William Butler YeatsWilliam Butler Yeats I don’t have to psych myself up, or do something special mentally – I look through the scope, get my target in the cross hairs, and kill my enemy, before he kills one of my people.
Chris KyleChris Kyle You know you’re living right when you wake up, brush your hair – and confetti falls out!
Katy PerryKaty Perry You can always tell where Diana Ross has been by the hair that’s left behind!
Diana RossDiana Ross I’ve always loved playing with hair. I used to want dreads like Lauryn Hill, but my mom wouldn’t let me.
SZASZA I do like my hair. It took a while to come around to the fact that it was quite a unique value point.
Ed SheeranEd Sheeran I’m undaunted in my quest to amuse myself by constantly changing my hair.
Hillary ClintonHillary Clinton 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.
Bette DavisBette Davis 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.
Nikita GillNikita Gill We were dirt poor but we had each other. We didn’t need much to have a lot.
Brad NeatonBrad Neaton Always show kindness and love to others. Your words might be filling the empty places in someone else heart.
Alexander KandovAlexander Kandov One quick sip of your memory I let it slip, and I go on without you.
Emma SchippersEmma Schippers If the scars on my heart were visible to the naked eye, maybe you’d think twice about inflicting more.
Laura Natoli-KearneyLaura Natoli-Kearney I am getting better at forgetting you. I am slowly but steadily learning the art of forgetting you.
Juana GarciaJuana Garcia Paper and pen petrify me, for they pierce right through me, drawing deep blue blood, leaving me utterly cold.
Shreya JoshiShreya Joshi
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