I don't know much about my family history except that my father had straight black hair and his ancestors probably came from… — Trevor McDonald Copy Share Image
“One of Their Gods When one of them passed through the forum of Seleucia just as night began to fall, young, tall,… — Constantinos P. Cavafis Copy Share Image
“George E. Johnson marketed the “relaxer,” a chemical product used to straighten otherwise curly African American hair. According to some estimates, the… — Nicola Yoon Copy Share Image
“Her oil-black hair’s sort of punky. She must use gel. I’d love to gel her gel in for her.” — David Mitchell Copy Share Image
“Even the girl he'd danced with had thought it was some marvelous trick. She had been enveloped in real, bright fire and… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“Nico studied his face – his sea-green eyes, his grin, his ruffled black hair. Somehow Percy Jackson seemed like a regular guy… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
“He said something that vaguely resembled “Driver’s license please.” She grabbed her bag and eventually found her license. Her hands were shaking… — John Grisham Copy Share Image
The more people were telling me that I couldn't come to school with make-up on my eyes, the next day I would… — Bill Kaulitz Copy Share Image
“Aunt Lorna buys all our shoes big to grow into," Mina explained to Miles-san. "That's why they slip around like that." Lieutenant… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
I didn't have many friends. I was very shy ... And, then, even worse, when I was 14 I became Gothic. I… — Riccardo Tisci Copy Share Image
“The whole place is now beginning to close down. At some of the booths the flares have been extinguished, and the occupants… — D.E. Stevenson Copy Share Image
“He wore a black tank, which showed off his slender tattooed arms and a pair of skintight leather pants with boots that… — Megan Erickson Copy Share Image
There where hundreds of graves. There where hundreds of women. There were hundreds of daughters. There were hundreds of sons. And hundreds… — Ray Bradbury Copy Share Image
Damnit.' Isabelle, standing in the mouth of the alley, her wet black hair like a cloak around her shoulders, kicked a trash… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
“The man towered over her five-foot-four-inch frame by a good ten inches. He was big, dark and deadly-looking, with piercing ebony eyes… — Beverly Barton Copy Share Image
“I threw my binder of materials down on our apartment’s floral couch. “Seriously, pink is a neutral color! And what’s elegant about… — Kiersten White Copy Share Image
“Oh, take the liberty! That’s what I would have done if Ethan and Mattie had run off together and left me on… — Gina Berriault "Women in Their Beds New and Selected Stories Copy Share Image
In particular I want to talk about natural black hair, and how it's not just hair. I mean, I'm interested in hair… — Chimamanda Ngozi Adichie Copy Share Image
“Ed Lim’s daughter, Monique, was a junior now, but as she’d grown up, he and his wife had noted with dismay that… — Celeste Ng Copy Share Image
“In winter darkness, the Baghdad Arabian keen blue deepness of the piercing lovely January winter's dusk--it used to tear my heart out,… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
“You know,” I fold my arms over my chest. “You’re quite annoying, but I guess your company is better than no company.”… — Nicole Sobon Copy Share Image
“She was a pretty girl, with a pointed face and blue-black hair. But she was an untidy, a dusty sort of girl,… — Mavis Gallant Copy Share Image
“[..]... "What does he look like?" Valkyrie asked. "Black hair, pretty pale. Ugly scar on his face. Looks like a vamp." "You… — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
“Even she hair itself rough and wiry; long black knotty locks springing from she scalp and corkscrewing all the way down she… — Nalo Hopkinson Copy Share Image
