“Drops of rain pattered onto her scarf and her shoulders. “Your mother had red hair,” Brigan said, lightly, as if they didn’t… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
I will love you always. When this red hair is white, I will still love you. When the smooth softness of youth… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“I make a great fried egg sandwich. Want to try it?" Chloe stared at her with an encouraging smile until Josey finally… — Sarah Addison Allen Copy Share Image
“Perhaps I am the victim of some mysterious political, religious or financial machination—some vast and shadowy plot, whose ramifications are so obscure… — Anna Kavan Copy Share Image
“Lowering his arm again, he gazed at her through the darkness and caught the subtle shimmer of her red hair, visible even… — Tracy Anne Warren Copy Share Image
“The Ethiops say that their gods are flat-nosed and black, While the Thracians say that theirs have blue eyes and red hair.… — Xenophanes Copy Share Image
“As you flail, knowing you’re not supposed to panic – panicking will drain your strength – your mind pulls away as it… — Jennifer Egan Copy Share Image
It feels very different to have long, thick, brightly colored hair. It makes me feel so conflicted to wear, and I believe… — Jenny Hval Copy Share Image
“This is because I define myself in part by my color. And I know it is the proverbial slippery slope: That there… — Marion Roach Copy Share Image
Should you happen to notice that another person is extremely tall or overweight, eats too much or declines convivial drinks, has red… — Judith Martin Copy Share Image
All my family look Irish. They act Irish. My sister even has red hair... it's crazy. I'm the one that doesn't seem… — Stella Maxwell Copy Share Image
“How fun it would be to bounce on the back of Lidewij Vliegenthart’s bike down the brick streets, her curly red hair… — John Green Copy Share Image
“A typical Andarion male, Hauk belonged to the most brutal of all known races. One that valued physical beauty only second to… — Sherrilyn Kenyon Copy Share Image
“My hair is coming out from under my cap. Red hair of an ogre. A wild beast, the newspaper said. A monster.… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
“Hermione’s eyes were swimming with tears again. Ron got back off the bed, put his arm around her once more, and frowned… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“I’m a sick woman, a madwoman, a ball-breaker, a man-eater; I don’t consume men gracefully with my fire-like red hair or my… — Joanna Russ Copy Share Image
“As we pass the mirror in the bedroom, my attention is drawn to the lovely couple in the reflection. There is a… — Elle A. Rose Copy Share Image
“Elle’s chin lifted. “I just told you how you could put your hands on me. One night. None of this dating bullshit.”… — Meghan March Copy Share Image
The images were gone, but Calvin was there, was with her, was part of her. She had moved beyond knowing him in… — Madeleine L'Engle Copy Share Image
If oxen and lions had hands and could paint with their hands and produce works of art, as men do, horses would… — Xenophanes Copy Share Image
“Charlotte, dressed in a very short-skirted policewoman's outfit, was leading a dancing brigade, jumping around at the front of the room, her… — Maureen Johnson Copy Share Image
“A man can own a woman or a man can own a knife,” Ygritte told him, “but no man can own both.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“LADY LAZARUS I have done it again. One year in every ten I manage it-- A sort of walking miracle, my skin… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
“If you can master me, that look seemed to say, then you can master whatever else this wicked world might bring. I… — Bernard Cornwell Copy Share Image
“Yes.” I nodded proudly, grinning at her warily amused expression. Claire hadn’t changed since work; she was still wearing an adorable Raggedy… — Penny Reid Copy Share Image
“In the darkness he tells me more than I want to know. He and Mrs. Grote barely say a word to each… — Christina Baker Kline Copy Share Image
“Jake opened one eye and blinked confusedly at the sunlight pouring through the window high above. Disoriented, he rolled over on a… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“My name is Kvothe, pronounced nearly the same as "quothe." Names are important as they tell you a great deal about a… — Patrick Rothfuss Copy Share Image
“So she hadn't completely lost her sense of propriety -- and for some reason he was glad of that. Yet even as… — Elizabeth Boyle Copy Share Image
“That’s your ghoul, isn’t it?” asked Harry, who had never actually met the creature that sometimes disrupted the nightly silence. “Yeah, it… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“I love you.” He grinned unexpectedly, traced he lower lip with the tip of a finger. “What is more, I know you… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
“Her fire red hair curled just above the curve of her buttocks, drawing his eye to their sweet, toned shape. Mercy was… — Nalini Singh Copy Share Image
I am completely open to dying my hair from a role. If you look closely, my Enchanted character Giselle had blonde hair… — Amy Adams Copy Share Image
“I watched her fade, but I loved her always. Because it was her love that made me real, Merry. Not faerie, not… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
“Rake,” came the succinct reply. “Oh, all right,” Lillian grumbled. “I suppose he is a rake. But that may not be an… — Lisa Kleypas Copy Share Image
There speaks the passion and the rebellion that go with red hair. My second wife had red hair. She was a beautiful… — Agatha Christie Copy Share Image
“Mostly, though, he looked at the girl, with her red hair and bare white arms. There was something about the whiteness of… — Joe Hill Copy Share Image
