Long hair Quote by Emily Brontë

“The living room was still dark, because of the heavy growth of the shrubbery the owner had allowed to mask the windows. I put…

— Raymond Chandler

“I straightened, raising my head, and my eyes bugged out and my mouth dried up instantly. He was handsome. No, scratch handsome. He was…

— L.J. Shen

“suddenly the window flew open, swung back and forth on its hinges, as if something was about to come in, and she waited in…

— Edna O'Brien

“May no Evil Eye peek thru window, keyhole or gunsight at his white haired face!”

— Allen Ginsberg

“Oh," I said, obviously startled by him blocking the door. I swallowed hard as my eyes darted back downward, trying desperately to avoid his…

— Baylee Crush

“I let the curtains fall back against the glass, effectively blocking the view of my nemesis standing there beneath the twinkle lights, looking way…

— Kristi Cook

“He smacked the heel of his hand against his forhead, as if that could knock the mental picture out of his head. Hell, he…

— Julia Quinn

“He stood in the doorway with his hands in his pockets, the picture of nonchalance, and even as a human, he was too gorgeous…

— Julie Kagawa

“Sighing, he rubbed his forehead, leaving a smear of black ash. “I’ve temporally blocked the collective because I can’t answer that many calls at…

— Kim Harrison

“He took one step out of her office cubical, turned, and said, “I’m not going to bite you, ya know.” She closed her eyes.…

— Vicki Wilkerson

“He looked up at me. It was horrible. I could hardly look at him. The Augustus Waters of the crooked smiles and unsmoked cigarettes…

— John Green

“He had taken the precaution of closing the inside shutters of the only window, and his staff, though it leaned lightly on the door,…

— John Bellairs