Quote by Christy Hayes

“His hair was especially mussed. So much so that her fingertips tingled with the need to grab and plunder the curls and let her…

— Taryn Elliott

“his thoughts could be so black as to make hers shine gray.”

— Hugh Howey

“Her hair had been going gray as long as he could remember; she bundled it behind in a bun held with hairpins that he…

— John Updike

“Grey!” he said, his tired face brightening. “Wherever did you spring from?” “Zeus’s forehead, no doubt,” Grey said.”

— Diana Gabaldon

“Beside her I felt grey, like she had all the colours I'd ever need.”

— Daniela Sacerdoti

“Staring into his eyes, she noticed a thin circle of gray around the green. A SILVER LINING, she thought.”

— Rachel Harris

“was a lean, unsmiling man, a dusting of short gray hair on his head.”

— Jeffery Deaver

“...but now she’s somber. The sunlight in her fine honey-brown hair does nothing to relinquish her from the grayness that overshadows her.”

— Lauren DeStefano

“Mrs. Dower was gray. Her clothes, her hair, and the cloud above her head were all a shade of dark gray. With every breath…

— Ellery Adams

“A few strands of his long, dark hair had been caught by the wind and blown against his face. Without thinking, she reached up…

— Kiki Hamilton

“His hair has gone grey. He passes every day They say he walks the length of the city”

— Lin-Manuel Miranda

“His wild grey hair and habitually rumpled clothes made him look vaguely bewildered, as if he’d just woken up and couldn’t quite remember where…

— Patrick Rothfuss