I have a message for your daughter,” said Cale. “I am bound to her with cables that not even God can break. One day, if there is a soft breeze on her cheek, it may be my breath; one night, if the cool wind plays with her hair, it may be my shadow passing by.”
And with this terrible threat he faced forward and the procession started once more. In less than a minute they were gone. In her shady room Arbell Swan-Neck stood white and cold as alabaster.
Stichwörter: pain love god soul night breath touch quote play shadow hair threat tomas paul skin cold cool message soft left hand terrible break frase breeze warm bound cheek swan cale hoffman arbell neck alabaster cables
they love their hair because they're not smart enough to love anything more interesting
John GreenStichwörter: love funny hair alaska-young
...strands of your hair and tendrils of the wind spin into nothingness the memories of that day...
John GeddesStichwörter: love wind memories hair nothingness poetry-quotes tendrils
...I recall that day on the beach - the sand so brilliant, the clouds so massive, and the wind punishing your hair...
John GeddesStichwörter: love wind memories hair beach clouds poetry-quotes
Man, Grandma, what big hair you have."
"The better to style with, my dear.
Stichwörter: funny fairy-tales hair fairy-tale red-riding-hood
First people lose their hair, then their vices, then their motivation. Then a toupee brings it all flowing back.
BauvardStichwörter: humor morals funny hair morale
Valerie Jennings had clearly searched deep within her wardrobe for something suitably flattering, only to retrieve a frock of utter indifference to fashion. There had been an attempt to tame her hair, which seemed to have been abandoned, and the fuzzy results were clipped to the back of her head.
"You look nice," said Hebe Jones.
Stichwörter: friendship hair dress
A woman who cuts her hair is about to change her life.
Coco ChanelStichwörter: woman women hair haircut
A prison chaplain in the West of England confessed he had given up one prisoner as hopeless, so stubborn was he against any approach by him, and known throughout the jail as the most truculent and obstinate troublemaker.
But one day the governor was told of a visitor who insisted on seeing him. To his surprise, it was a little girl. "He's my daddy," she explained, "It's his birthday." The governor allowed the prisoner to be sent for.
"Daddy," said the child as he was brought in, "this was your birthday, so I wanted to come and see you." Then taking a lock of hair out of her pocket, she offered it to him. "I had no money to buy a present for you. But I brought this, a lock of my own hair."
The prisoner broke down and clasped her in his arms, sobbing. He became a changed man after that and guarded, as his most precious possession, the lock of hair that reminded him that somebody still loved him.
Stichwörter: love hair daughter prisoner
Who cuts hair, while she is heart broken. Is it just me"?
EscapadesStichwörter: love hair women-s-liberation heartbroken
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