“Solitude my solace, wrapped around me like layers of golden hair. Stacks of books and I can sing as loud as I… — Jeannine Hall Gailey Copy Share Image
“Wait for a time, exactly under the star. Then, if a little man appears who laughs, who has golden hair and refuses… — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Copy Share Image
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“Rosie hated her curly golden hair. When she was old enough to hold minimal conversations, the itsy-bitsy-cutesycoo sort of grown-ups would pull… — Robin McKinley Copy Share Image
“Iris had all the markings of a princess, after all. The sleek, golden hair with bright amber eyes and cheekbones so high… — Chloe Cole Copy Share Image
Requiescat Tread lightly, she is near Under the snow, Speak gently, she can hear The daisies grow. All her bright golden hair… — Oscar Wilde Copy Share Image
“No, you're not. Go coax the shirt off someone else. Your charm doesn't work on me. I have a force field deflecting… — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
“He didn’t deserve her; he knew he didn’t. He was the Prince of Blood, the son of a monster, who said and… — Morgan Rhodes Copy Share Image
“Goldene Haar!'' he exclaims and takes one of my long braids into his hand. I am not certain I heard right. Did… — Livia Bitton-Jackson Copy Share Image
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“...People stop, stare. No one stop and stare if one of your own beggars drop dead in street. No just step over… — Anita Desai Copy Share Image
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“This story was written many moons ago under an apple tree in an orchard in Kent, which is one of England's prettiest… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Against the background of bland colors he projected an unfadable blackness. In a world of men with harrowed faces, with smashed eyes,… — Jerzy Kosinski Copy Share Image
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“Ian saw only that the beautiful girl who had daringly come to his defense in a roomful of men, who had kissed… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“This is, to me, the loveliest and saddest landscape in the world. It is the same as that on the preceding page,… — Antoine de Saint-Exupéry Copy Share Image
“I do not mind,Julian," she told him. "I rather like the way you spend your time with me." She pressed closer to… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
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Daniel's face-- the way it had been bathed in violet light when he'd carried her home this morning-- appeared before her eyes.… — Lauren Kate Copy Share Image
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“I have many names; my mother calls me ‘Nwelezelanga’ because of my golden hair. Some call me ‘Mhlophe’ because of my fair,… — Unathi Magubeni Copy Share Image
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“I had a book of Bible stories when I was a kid. There was a picture I'd look at twenty times every… — Tony Kushner Copy Share Image
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“Aelin let out a low whistle. “Allow me to introduce to you, Captain Rolfe, the incomparable, the beautiful, and the absolutely and… — Sarah J. Maas Copy Share Image
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“Meet Wesley Breaux: Truly seeing him now for the first time since I’d moved home, I was honestly blown away. His golden… — P.M. Briede Copy Share Image
“You got no choice, girl. Don’t think ya do. He’s not treatin’ ya too bad right now, but as God is my… — Catherine Anderson Copy Share Image
“Black milk of daybreak we drink it at sundown we drink it at noon in the morning we drink it at night… — Paul Celan Copy Share Image
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“Iris lay there, her eyes closed, her golden hair spread on the pillow, half-turned toward him. She must've been exhausted to have… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
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