A Quote by William Butler Yeats

What made us dream that he could comb gray hair? — © William Butler Yeats
What made us dream that he could comb gray hair?
A girl asked me if she could comb my hair. Nobody can comb my hair, I can’t even comb my hair.
It wasn't cool that I didn't comb my hair and had books and wore glasses. It was never cool be a nerd and tomboy, and these days, it really is. And I'm like, 'You guys have no idea what I went through.' How many times my mother yelled at me to comb my hair.
If you're asking whether I intentionally mess up my hair, no, I don't. And certain things, like my freckles, they're just there. I don't do anything consciously. I suppose I could get contact lenses. I suppose I could comb my hair more often.
There is a theorem that colloquially translates, You cannot comb the hair on a bowling ball. ... Clearly, none of these mathematicians had Afros, because to comb an Afro is to pick it straight away from the scalp. If bowling balls had Afros, then yes, they could be combed without violation of mathematical theorems.
You don't comb the mirror, you comb your own hair and the mirror changes.
Ever since I was small I loved feeling somebody comb my hair. It made me go all sleepy & peaceful.
To protect my hair from breaking, I never comb my hair when it's wet.
I went to the bathroom and threw some water on my face, combed my hair. If I could only comb that face, I thought, but I can't.
The person who doesn't scatter the morning dew will not comb gray hairs.
I am fine with the fact that some of my hair is gray. If it was all gray overnight, that would be a scary thing.
People that are 40, they don't sit around at talk about gray hair and how it covers their hair. They talk about highlighting, of course they're covering gray, but they don't talk about it that way. They're going to get their colors because they need a little lightening.
Gray goes with gold. Gray goes with all colors. I've done gray-and-red paintings, and gray and orange go so well together. It takes a long time to make gray because gray has a little bit of color in it.
Gray sail against the sky, Gray butterfly! Have you a dream for going. Or are you the blind wind's blowing?
I think I've been mildly obsessed with my hair. I don't think I have a hugely adversarial relationship with it. One my essay is about my decision to keep coloring my hair once it started to go gray, but once I wrote the essay - once the book was in production - I decided to go gray.
I used to comb my hair back and do stupid stuff
I used to comb my hair back and do stupid stuff.
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