I never gave a lock of hair away
To a man, Dearest, except this to thee,
Which now upon my fingers thoughtfully
I ring out to the full brown length and say
“Take it.” My day of youth went yesterday;
My hair no longer bounds to my foot’s glee,
Nor plant I it from rose- or myrtle-tree,
As girls do, any more: it only may
Now shade on two pale cheeks the mark of tears,
Taught drooping from the head that hangs aside
Through sorrow’s trick. I thought the funeral-shears
Would take this first, but Love is justified, — Take it thou, — finding pure, from all those years,
The kiss my mother left here when she died.

GAVRAS: I’d love to have his hair. He has very good curly, shiny hair.

I get all my hair products at PetCo. (Jay's hair is long, curly, and quite messy)

My hair is holy. I grow it long for the God.

Can I touch your hair? Where are you from? I cannot do anything with your hair unless I texturise it!

Mrs. Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself.

Actors work and slave and it is the color of your hair that can determine your fate in the end.

Mrs Dalloway said she would buy the flowers herself.

My hair has been in training some time.

So you say, with your shiny hair and pouty lips - and those breasts - just wait till you start dropping whelps, they'll be at your ankles one day, big as they are - not the whelps, the breasts. The whelps will be in your hair - no, not the shiny hair on your head, well, yes, that hair, but only as a manner of speech.

"The earlier we all prioritize the health and well-being of our hair, the better [it] will be across our lifetime,

You clutched my personal hair and ripped it out by the roots.

I am proud of the hair with which I was born and as no white woman wishes to do her hair like mine, because she is proud of the hair with which she was born.

He especially liked ads for shampoos and hair coloring. The women in them seemed to regard their hair as independent, capricious entities, whom they must placate and provide with food.