Top 1200 Red Hair Quotes & Sayings - Page 2

I've stated that it's possible the only reason I'm in show business is that I have such a strange, particular head of hair. That, and I can grow a red beard.

Ah Padriac. I have often wondered if boys who have flaming red hair up top also have...yep.

I'm not Irish. Just because I have red hair doesn't mean I'm a lucky charm, you know?

Red has been praised for its nobility of the color of life. But the true color of life is not red. Red is the color of violence, or of life broken open, edited, and published. Or if red is indeed the color of life, it is so only on condition that it is not seen. Once fully visible, red is the color of life violated, and in the act of betrayal and of waste.

I dyed my hair this crazy red to bid for attention. It has become a trademark, and I've got to keep it this way.

It's a classic love story: me and my hair. I have loved my hair. I have betrayed my hair. My hair and I have gone through this long, gut-wrenching relationship.

This is sad. I just think it’s a little ridiculous we are still only looking at the surface of one another. Red hair? Blue hair? Pink? Blonde? Short? Long? Whatever. We might as well shave our heads. Hair has nothing to do with the reason we playing music. It’s a style. Something that will never last as long as the songs we play and the words we sing. Listen up ladies in bands, I’m so proud to be one of you and I don’t care if we all look exactly alike or if we are all carbon copies of each other. We have things to say and it’s up to us to get people to not just look but to LISTEN!

When red-haired people are above a certain social grade their hair is auburn.

Red is one of the strongest colors, it's blood, it has a power with the eye. That's why traffic lights are red I guess, and stop signs as well.... In fact I use red in all of my paintings.

Red is one of the strongest colors, it's blood, it has a power with the eye. That's why traffic lights are red I guess, and stop signs as well... In fact I use red in all of my paintings.

It's my red hair that interferes with my good sense. All that color so close to my brain, it plum disorients me most days.

Skin white as snow, lips red as blood, and hair black as ebony.

I'm more of a short-hair girl; short hair is a lot more low-maintenance than long hair. And when you're in front of camera every day and your hair is being flatironed and blow-dried it's easier to have a weave so you don't damage your own hair.

Blonde is dumb comedy, red hair is smart, sexy comedy.

There was this thing written that I had gone into a candle store, and my hair went up in flames because of all the hair spray. First of all, I never have hair spray in my hair, and I've never even heard of this store, and my hair has never been burned.

I love it when a woman is wearing Red Lipstick, and her hair is combed back, so sensual and confident.

I did my schooling at Holy Angels, where they had stringent rules. I coloured my hair blond and red and was pulled up by the principal.

Did the poet use red to symbolize blood? Anger? Lust? Or is the wheelbarrow simply red because red sounded better than black?

A lot of people say I can't do it because I'm blind, or I have red hair, or my feet are too big. Get the right team around you, don't set boundaries and go for it.

I sit on the couch watching her arrange her long red hair before my bedroom mirror. she pulls her hair up and piles it on top of her head- she lets her eyes look at my eyes- then she drops her hair and lets it fall down in front of her face. we go to bed and I hold her speechlessly from the back my arm around her neck I touch her wrists and hands feel up to her elbows no further.

I keep quite busy, walk 5 miles a day, and have an excellent hairdresser who keeps the gray out of my red hair.

I hate the color red almost as much as i hate blond hair,"he said with an amused tone. -Dank

Out of the ash I rise with my red hair and I eat men like air.

I'm a black woman who loves hair. I enjoy changing my hair, having fun with it - just hair! I go from braids, to weaves, to wigs, to natural hair.

Electric red hair is more for, like, people in their 20s and early 30s.

My hair story has been unique because my mom's a German Jew, so her hair is way different than my hair. She was always learning on my hair growing up, but I would sit there for hours, and she did learn how to braid hair. Early on, it was a lot of tears while my mom was braiding my hair.

Venus in Furs has caught his soul in the red snares of hair. He will paint her, and go mad.

I totally think there was a country hair phase. If you look at all the mullets, and Dolly Parton, and Reba's hair, Tim McGraw's hair, Blake Shelton's hair, they definitely had their moments.

She had brillant red hair, like honey and roses and the sun all together.

If you do a cable show, you have a radio show, whatever, if you're fat and you've got red hair, look, they're going to pick on you.

I always had a family that instilled in me red hair was my superpower and how it was such a lovely thing.

If you've got red hair, try washing it in cranberry juice. And, if you're blonde, a champagne rinse can work wonders.

There's blood, a taste I remember. It tastes of orange popsicles, penny gumballs, red licorice, gnawed hair, dirty ice.

When I was 10, I had dyed red hair, and I used to paint my nails - I think my mum secretly loved it.

At the Christmas party, the secretary with the long red hair ate three pickles, and four salesmen panicked.

It ought to be a criminal offence for women to dye their hair. Especially red. What the devil do women do that sort of thing for?

I don't paint the town red. But when I do go out, people always want to touch my hair. It happens every time.

Seventh grade was the first time I dyed my hair, and I went to school with red and black stripes, so I looked like a zebra.

I'd spent so much of my youth and twenties dying my hair bright red to either look like Ziggy Stardust or Johnny Rotten.

A red, red rose, all wet with dew, With leaves of green by red shot through.

Man was made in God`s image. Do you really think God has red hair and glasses?

I love having my hair and makeup done for red carpets, but to have that done every day would be exhausting.

I've learned not to let anyone affect my thoughts of myself. And I learned to love my red hair - it's my favorite thing!

Red like blood White like bone Red like solitude White like silence Red like the beastly instinct White like a god's heart Red like thawing hatred White like a frozen, pained cry Red like the night's hungry shadows Like a sigh piercing the moon it shines white and shatters red

Her elf is going to do just that,” he said, the red glow of the ever-after sun turning his hair auburn, almost as red as mine. “I did not work this hard at getting her to accept who she is to let you take your spoiled brat of a little-boy temper tantrum out on her. She stays on my side of the lines.

When red-headed people are above a certain social grade their hair is auburn.

The Ethiopians say that their gods are snub-nosed and black the Thracians that theirs have light blue eyes and red hair.

The last time I saw a blonde with red streaks in her hair she was laying on Oscar Pistorius' bathroom floor.

She was plump, with dyed red hair and a face so caked with cosmetics that the floor of the Amazon jungle probably saw more natural light.

You'd find it easier to be bad than good if you had red hair." — Anne Shirley

I adore my black skin and my kinky hair. The Negro hair is more educated than the white man's hair. Because with Negro hair, where you put it, it stays. It's obedient. The hair of the white, just give one quick movement, and it's out of place. It won't obey. If reincarnation exists I want to come back black.

I find hair things really hard because I can't do my own hair. The only thing I use for my hair is a Tangle Teezer. It's the best thing ever for everyone that has long hair.

Red candy is my favorite - I like red string licorice, Swedish Fish, and red gum balls.

I want to do a gritty, independent film, maybe in Scotland or something. I'll have an outrageous accent, and flowing red hair.

I've been wanting to be sponsored by some kind of hair product for a long time. I have a lot of hair, and it goes through a lot in my training camps anyways, so having some kind of great hair sponsor would probably be awesome for me. I'm kind of hard on my hair, but I think I have nice hair.

I'm sick of having red hair, but people seem to like that aesthetic.

My hair has been this chapter thing for me. In 'Jem,' I have blue hair. 'Insidious,' it's pink. In 'CSI,' I have blonde. I love changing my hair. It's just hair and it grows all the time.

Louis-Cesare’s anger suddenly filled the small room like water, and in a heartbeat his eyes went from silver tinged to as solid as two antique coins. I sat frozen, awash in a sea of power. I was beginning to understand why Mircea had wanted him along, only Daddy had failed to mention anything about the hair-trigger temper. I guess he assumed the red hair would clue me in.

It feels good to be a role model for little girls who don't often see natural hair on the red carpet.

I grew up with low self-esteem. I didn't think I was very pretty. I had glasses, red hair and was generally quite a spod.