Quote by Friedrich Nietzsche

“WHEN Zarathustra was thirty years old, he left his home and the lake of his home, and went into the mountains. There he enjoyed…

— Friedrich Nietzsche

“His old riot of black hair was now a translucent scrim of white, but his blue eyes still threw sparks.”

— Laura Hillenbrand

“Hair, apparently, is the new window to the soul.”

— Meg Donohue

“His hair was dark as the shadows of twilight.”

— J.R.R. Tolkien

“What I should have seen was that his soul was just as black as his features.”

— Amy Noelle

“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

“The soul becomes dyed with the colour of its thoughts.”

— Marcus Aurelius

“When she first saw him, she took him for a ghost. His jet-black hair fluttered in the breeze as he walked, letting her see…

— Amanda M. Lyons

“Light and darkness both carry beauty; it’s not the color but the soul that defines them. So not always in white—angels come in black…

— Mohammed Zaki Ansari

“A dread came over him. Everything around him was gray. Nothing tasted good or looked good. It was as if a metallic gloom had…

— Anne Rice

“She smiled. Her skin looked whiter than he recalled, and dark spidery veins were beginning to show beneath its surface. Her hair was still…

— Cassandra Clare

“I wither slowly in thine arms; here at the quiet limit of the world, a white hair'd shadow roaming like a dream.”

— Lord Alfred Tennyson