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“A girl stood before him in midstream, alone and still, gazing out to sea. She seemed like one whom magic had changed into the…

— James Joyce

“Her hair was the brightest living gold, and despite the poverty of her clothing, seemed to set a crown of distinction on her head.…

— Mary Shelley

“Physically she was like a swan among more humble fowl – tall, willowy, and exceptionally pretty with fair skin and golden hair, whereas the…

— Francine Pascal

“She was a tiny, frailly built girl, who gave the appearance of a child masquerading in her mother’s enormous hoop skirts – an illusion…

— Margaret Mitchell

“Her features were dainty, her small slender wrists climbed up to become the delicate shoulders that beckoned him. Her skin was like peach-tinted cream…

— Faraaz Kazi

“She wore a boiled shirt and a bow-tie, and her hair, though long and bound, was sleek with oil. She was about two- or…

— Sarah Waters

Her fine high forehead sloped gently up to where her hair, bordering it like an armorial shield, burst into lovelocks and waves and curlicues…

— Anonymous

“But she wasn't a little girl, she was a beautiful woman, tall and lovely, with tresses of black hair that curved like cupped hands…

— Justin Cronin

“There she was, lying on a single bed in a room so small that there wasn't even space for a chair, and the first…

— Richard Yates

“She had a lot of face and chin. She had pewter-colored hair set in a ruthless permanent, a hard beak and moist eyes with…

— Raymond Chandler

“Young she was and yet not so. The braids of her dark hair were touched by no frost; her white arms and clear face…

— J.R.R. Tolkien

“The girl was beautiful, her skin like fresh cream and her long hair so dark it seemed to suck the color out of everything…

— Sarah Addison Allen