Comb Quotes

Authors: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
Categories: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z
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experience-is-like-a-comb-that-life-gives-you-when-you-are-bald
at-the-mirror-you-gently-comb-your-hair
wisdom-is-a-comb-given-to-a-man-once-he-is-bald
never-let-an-angry-sister-comb-your-hair
i-used-to-comb-my-hair-back-do-stupid-stuff
what-made-us-dream-that-he-could-comb-gray-hair-william-butler-yeats
experience-is-a-comb-which-nature-gives-to-men-when-they-are-bald
the-falklands-thing-was-fight-between-two-bald-men-over-comb-jorge-luis-borges
i-like-to-walk-around-with-bare-feet-i-dont-like-to-comb-my-hair-beyonce-knowles
i-was-on-a-game-show-when-i-lost-they-gave-me-a-lovely-parting-gift-it-was-a-comb
the-person-who-doesnt-scatter-the-morning-dew-will-not-comb-gray-hairs
the-person-who-doesnt-scatter-morning-dew-will-not-comb-grey-hairs-hunter-s-thompson
i-rarely-use-product-in-my-hair-when-i-do-i-have-no-idea-which-ones-nor-does-it-matter-all-that-much-to-me-and-i-cant-remember-last-time-i-even-used-comb-much-less-carried-one-ar
but-i-understand-that-black-comb-whistler-are-supposed-to-be-great-for-snowboarding-so-i-am-looking-forward-to-going-there-someday-soon-bridget-hall
its-tough-getting-older-you-start-falling-apart-you-know-my-gums-are-starting-to-recede-now-you-cant-tell-tonight-though-cause-i-comb-them-forward-kevin-nealon
growing-up-i-was-the-plain-one-i-had-no-style-i-was-the-tough-kid-with-the-comb-in-the-back-pocket-and-the-feathered-hair
over-last-two-years-i-have-been-able-to-comb-through-the-princes-archives-i-have-been-free-to-read-his-journals-diaries-many-thousands-letters-jonathan-dimbleby
all-people-start-to-come-apart-finally-there-it-is-just-empty-ashtrays-in-room-wisps-hair-on-comb-in-dissolving-moonlight-charles-bukowski
i-was-tough-kid-with-jeans-concert-shirt-with-flannel-over-it-comb-in-back-pocket-feathered-hair-cameron-diaz
i-can-comb-my-path-it-leads-up-to-clearing-get-some-distance-while-words-come-in-near-and-then-ill-head-out-to-horizon-lines-get-some-clarity-ocean-feist
accessories-are-perfect-way-to-add-something-special-a-hair-comb-beaded-clutch-can-be-lovely-detail-to-finish-your-bridal-look
i-know-you-have-to-catch-plane-to-memphis-and-you-mentioned-its-early-flight-you-start-to-pack-while-i-comb-my-hair-i-stare-at-you-think-about-reba-mcentire
i-got-to-play-real-d-bag-lawyer-comb-my-hair-really-awfully-kiss-emma-stone-it-was-really-wonderful-day-on-set
i-believe-money-i-make-belongs-to-me-my-family-not-some-governmental-stooge-with-bad-combover-who-wants-to-give-it-away-to-crack-addicts-for-andy-rooney
yes-im-too-mad-to-punish-you-right-now-well-talk-about-it-when-we-get-home-go-brush-your-teeth-comb-your-hair-put-on-dry-clothes-get-guns-were-going-ilona-andrews
the-little-bee-returns-with-evenings-gloom-to-join-her-comrades-in-braided-hive-where-housed-beside-their-might-honeycomb-they-dream-their-polity-charles-tennyson-turner
he-laid-his-head-on-reids-shoulder-shut-his-eyes-buoyed-toward-sleep-by-affectionate-comb-fingers-through-his-hair-he-could-stay-just-be-content-for-all-his-days-tamara-allen
what-it-aint-what-you-sleepin-with-all-shit-that-ive-been-through-cuz-ima-keep-doin-all-things-that-i-gots-to-do-damn-it-ill-put-your-ass-to-work-goodie-mob
golf-mogul-donald-trump-sports-arrangement-hair-that-is-less-comb-over-than-do-over-candy-floss-confection-gossamer-wisps-that-comes-off-as-clumsiest-cover-up-since-watergate
eat-honey-my-son-for-it-is-good-honey-from-comb-is-sweet-to-your-taste-proverbs-2413
your-mum-dad-dont-like-me-and-they-tell-me-every-time-i-call-around-to-see-you-i-dont-know-why-cause-i-always-straighten-my-tie-comb-my-hai-phil-collins
i-try-to-look-nice-i-comb-my-hair-i-tie-my-tie-i-put-on-jacket-but-i-draw-line-when-it-comes-to-trimming-my-eyebrows-you-work-with-what-you-got-andy-rooney
comb-his-facebook-page-see-if-he-has-twitter-account-follow-up-on-every-google-lead-i-want-to-know-what-makes-him-tick-what-makes-him-man-he-is-faith-sullivan
fair-maid-white-redcomb-me-smooth-stroke-my-headand-every-hair-sheave-shall-beand-every-sheave-golden-tree-george-peele
to-go-on-stealing-poems-from-homed-armed-with-only-key-comb-letter-opener-carved-from-bone-wish-with-which-to-pick-simple-levers-locks-to-fly-subtle
he-was-dirty-his-hair-unkempt-his-clothes-stained-with-blood-heroes-in-stories-somehow-managed-to-rescue-maidens-while-looking-like-court-dandies-next-time-he-went-adventuring-he
if-you-want-to-identify-me-ask-me-not-where-i-live-what-i-like-to-eat-how-i-comb-my-hair-but-ask-me-what-i-am-living-for-in-detail-ask-me-what-i-think-is-keeping-me-from-living-f
after-two-rounds-chemo-ive-started-to-notice-slowly-but-surely-my-hair-has-started-to-appear-more-regularly-in-my-shower-drain-sink-drain-pillowcase-comb
i-wash-it-every-second-day-i-use-kerastase-shampoo-conditioner-i-just-stick-to-that-but-i-also-have-mustache-comb-i-shampoo-condition-my-mustache-as-well
they-are-more-precious-than-gold-than-much-pure-gold-they-are-sweeter-than-honey-than-honey-from-comb-psalm-1910
And the strange thing was he had never loved her more than in that moment, because at that moment she had become himself. But thats not love, he thought, thats not what she wants, not what any of them want, they do not want you to find yourself in them, they want instead that you should lose yourself in them. And yet, he thought, they are always trying to find themselves in you. [... ] And it seemed to him then that every human was always looking for himself, in bars, in railway trains, in offices, in mirrors, in love, especially in love, for the self of him that is there, someplace, in every other human. Love was not to give oneself, but find oneself, describe oneself. And that the whole conception had been written wrong. Because the only part of any man that he can ever touch or understand is that part of himself he recognises in him. And that he is always looking for the way in which he can expose his sealed bee cell and reach the other airtight cells with which he is connected in the waxy comb. And the only way he had ever found, the only code, the only language by which he could speak and be heard by other men, could communicate himself, was with a bugle. If you had a bugle here, he told himself, you could speak to her and be understood, you could play Fatigue Call for her, with its tiredness, its heavy belly going out to sweep somebody else's streets when it would rather stay home and sleep, she would understand it then. But you havent got a bugle, himself said, not here nor any other place. Your tongue has been ripped out. All you got is two bottles, one nearly full, one nearly empty.

James Jones
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Loving you is holy.You embrace my soul.And your touch is caressing.I miss you all day and wish to hold you tight.When I wake at night I look to kiss you softly.Your embrace is sentimental and your smile makes me want to kiss your lips.I hope to massage your head and comb your hair with my fingers.When you held the Earth in your fingers, I thought you'd bounce it like a basketball.But instead you embraced it like a baby and called it ours.Your heart is safe in me.I promise to care for it.And release all my love to, all my love to, all my love to you.Loving you takes my breath away.You smell like lilacs and green meadows.Your sweat creates a misty cologne and field of worldly flowers.You wrap around me like a flowing, floating spirit.When you held the Earth in your fingers, I thought you'd bounce it like a basketball, but instead you embraced it like a baby and called yours.Your heart is safe with me, I promise to care for it ! and release all my love to, all my love to, all my love to you.Your bright eyes fill the room with light. You are the one, the only.Our reunion of the hearts has been a holy awakening.With stars, rainbows and a breath of new moon.The sun rises to lift us up and the moon calms our spirits with a lullaby.When you held the Earth in your fingers.I thought you'd bounce it like a basketball, but instead you embraced it like a baby and called it ours.Your heart is safe in me.I promise to care for it and release all my love to, all my love to, all my love to you.

Karyn Bonti
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There was some that they called crayons, which one of the daughters which was dead made her own self when she was only fifteen years old. They was different from any pictures I ever see before-blacker, mostly, than is common. One was a woman in a slim black dress, belted small under the armpits, with bulges like a cabbage in the middle of the sleeves, and a large black scoop-shovel bonnet with a black veil, and white slim ankles crossed about with black tape, and very wee black slippers, like a chisel, and she was leaning pensive on a tombstone on her right elbow, under a weeping willow, and her other hand hanging down her side holding a white handkerchief and a reticule, and underneath the picture it said 'Shall I Never See Thee More Alas.' Another one was a young lady with her hair all combed up straight to the top of her head, and knotted there in front of a comb like a chair-back, and she was crying into a handkerchief and had a dead bird laying on its back in her other hand with its heels up, and underneath the picture it said 'I Shall Never Hear Thy Sweet Chirrup More Alas.' There was one where a young lady was at a window looking up at the moon, and tears running down her cheeks; and she had an open letter in one hand with black sealing wax showing on one edge of it, and she was mashing a locket with a chain to it against her mouth, and underneath the picture it said 'And Art Thou Gone Yes Thou Art Gone Alas.' These was all nice pictures, I reckon, but I didn't somehow seem to take to them, because if ever I was down a little they always give me the fan-tods. Everybody was sorry she died, because she had laid out a lot more of these pictures to do, and a body could see by what she had done what they had lost. But I reckoned that with her disposition she was having a better time in the graveyard.

Mark Twain
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In this world, anything is possible. The United States might win a future war relying solely on air power for the first time in history, with no American or local ground forces involved and no meaningful threat of their deployment. That possibility cannot be excluded. The Rumsfeld vision of military transformation, however, does not pursue that as a possibility: it relies on it as a certainty. By focusing all of America's defense resources on the single medium of air power, Rumsfeld is betting America's future security on the conviction that the U.S. armed forces will be able to do every time what no military to date has ever been able to do. In doing so, he is greatly simplifying the task of those preparing to fight the United States by presenting them with only one threat to defeat. A sound program of military transformation would proceed in exactly the opposite way. It would recognize the value of America's technological advantage in the area of PGMs. It would continue to enlarge and enhance them, much as Rumsfeld currently proposes. But it would not do so at the expense of the unique capabilities that ground forces bring to bear. It would focus, instead, on developing the capabilities provided by air power. Ground forces can seize and hold terrain, separate hostile groups, and comb through urban with infinitely greater precision and distinction between combatant and non-combatant that can air power. They can present the enemy with unacceptable situations simply by occupying a given piece of land, forcing the enemy to take actions that reveal intentions and expose the enemy to destruction. And it goes without saying that only ground forces can execute the peacemaking, peacekeeping, and reconstruction activities that have been essential to success in most of the wars America has fought in the past hundred years. Above all, the United States must avoid the search for "efficiency" in military affairs. Redundancy is inherently a virtue in war. America's leaders should intentionally design systems with overlapping capabilities, spread across the services, and should intentionally support weapons that do not directly contribute to the overarching vision of war that they are pursuing. America should continue to try to build armed forces that are the best in every category and have the latent capabilities to meet challenges that cannot now even be imagined.

Frederick Kagan
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Mindy runs to the DVD player and delicately places the disk in the holder and presses play. 'Will you sit in this chair, please, Princess Mindy?' I ask, bowing deeply at the waist. Mindy giggles as she replies, 'I guess so.' After Mindy sits down, I take a wide-tooth comb and start gently combing out her tangles. Mindy starts vibrating with excitement as she blurts, 'Mr. Jeff, you're gonna fix my hair fancy, ain't you?' 'We'll see if a certain Princess can hold still long enough for me to finish, ' I tease. Immediately, Mindy becomes as still as a stone statue. After a couple of minutes, I have to say, 'Mindy, sweetheart, it's okay to breathe. I just can't have you bouncing, because I'm afraid it will cause me to pull your hair.' Mindy slumps down in her chair just slightly. 'Okay Mr. Jeff, I was ascared you was gonna stop, ' she whispers, her chin quivering. I adopt a very fake, very over-the-top French accent and say, 'Oh no, Monsieur Jeff must complete Princess Mindy's look to make the Kingdom happy. Mindy erupts with the first belly laugh I've heard all day as she responds, 'Okay, I'll try to be still, but it's hard 'cause I have the wiggles real bad.' I pat her on the shoulder and chuckle as I say, 'Just try your best, sweetheart. That's all anyone can ask.' Kiera comes screeching around the corner in a blur, plunks her purse on the table, and says breathlessly, 'Geez-O-Pete, I can't believe I'm late for the makeover. I love makeovers.' Kiera digs through her purse and produces two bottles of nail polish and nail kit. 'It's time for your mani/pedi ma'am. Would you prefer Pink Pearl or Frosted Creamsicle? Mindy raises her hand like a schoolchild and Kiera calls on her like a pupil, 'I want Frosted Cream toes please, ' Mindy answers. 'Your wish is my command, my dear, ' Kiera responds with a grin. For the next few minutes, Mindy gets the spa treatment of her life as I carefully French braid her hair into pigtails. As a special treat, I purchased some ribbons from the gift shop and I'm weaving them into her hair. I tuck a yellow rose behind her ear. I don my French accent as I declare, 'Monsieur Jeffery pronounces Princess Mindy finished and fit to rule the kingdom.' Kiera hands Mindy a new tube of grape ChapStick from her purse, 'Hold on, a true princess never reigns with chapped lips, ' she says. Mindy giggles as she responds, 'You're silly, Miss Kiera. Nobody in my kingdom is going to care if my lips are shiny.' Kiera's laugh sounds like wind chimes as she covers her face with her hands as she confesses, 'Okay, you busted me. I just like to use it because it tastes yummy.' 'Okay, I want some, please, ' Mindy decides. Kiera is putting the last minute touches on her as Mindy is scrambling to stand on Kiera's thighs so she can get a better look in the mirror. When I reach out to steady her, she grabs my hand in a death grip. I glance down at her. Her eyes are wide and her mouth is opening and closing like a fish. I shoot Kiera a worried glance, but she merely shrugs. 'Holy Sh - !' Mindy stops short when she sees Kiera's expression. 'Mr. Jeff is an angel for reals because he turned me into one. Look at my hair Miss Kiera, there are magic ribbons in it! I'm perfect. I can be anything I want to be.' Spontaneously, we all join together in a group hug. I kiss the top of her head as I agree, 'Yes, Mindy, you are amazing and the sky is the limit for you.

Mary Crawford
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Dearest creature in creation, Study English pronunciation. I will teach you in my verse Sounds like corpse, corps, horse, and worse. I will keep you, Suzy, busy, Make your head with heat grow dizzy. Tear in eye, your dress will tear. So shall I! Oh hear my prayer. Just compare heart, beard, and heard, Dies and diet, lord and word, Sword and sward, retain and Britain. (Mind the latter, how it's written.) Now I surely will not plague you With such words as plaque and ague. But be careful how you speak: Say break and steak, but bleak and streak; Cloven, oven, how and low, Script, receipt, show, poem, and toe. Hear me say, devoid of trickery, Daughter, laughter, and Terpsichore, Typhoid, measles, topsails, aisles, Exiles, similes, and reviles; Scholar, vicar, and cigar, Solar, mica, war and far; One, anemone, Balmoral, Kitchen, lichen, laundry, laurel; Gertrude, German, wind and mind, Scene, Melpomene, mankind. Billet does not rhyme with ballet, Bouquet, wallet, mallet, chalet. Blood and flood are not like food, Nor is mould like should and would. Viscous, viscount, load and broad, Toward, to forward, to reward. And your pronunciation's OK When you correctly say croquet, Rounded, wounded, grieve and sieve, Friend and fiend, alive and live. Ivy, privy, famous; clamour And enamour rhyme with hammer. River, rival, tomb, bomb, comb, Doll and roll and some and home. Stranger does not rhyme with anger, Neither does devour with clangour. Souls but foul, haunt but aunt, Font, front, wont, want, grand, and grant, Shoes, goes, does. Now first say finger, And then singer, ginger, linger, Real, zeal, mauve, gauze, gouge and gauge, Marriage, foliage, mirage, and age. Query does not rhyme with very, Nor does fury sound like bury. Dost, lost, post and doth, cloth, loth. Job, nob, bosom, transom, oath. Though the differences seem little, We say actual but victual. Refer does not rhyme with deafer. Foeffer does, and zephyr, heifer. Mint, pint, senate and sedate; Dull, bull, and George ate late. Scenic, Arabic, Pacific, Science, conscience, scientific. Liberty, library, heave and heaven, Rachel, ache, moustache, eleven. We say hallowed, but allowed, People, leopard, towed, but vowed. Mark the differences, moreover, Between mover, cover, clover; Leeches, breeches, wise, precise, Chalice, but police and lice; Camel, constable, unstable, Principle, disciple, label. Petal, panel, and canal, Wait, surprise, plait, promise, pal. Worm and storm, chaise, chaos, chair, Senator, spectator, mayor. Tour, but our and succour, four. Gas, alas, and Arkansas. Sea, idea, Korea, area, Psalm, Maria, but malaria. Youth, south, southern, cleanse and clean. Doctrine, turpentine, marine. Compare alien with Italian, Dandelion and battalion. Sally with ally, yea, ye, Eye, I, ay, aye, whey, and key. Say aver, but ever, fever, Neither, leisure, skein, deceiver. Heron, granary, canary. Crevice and device and aerie. Face, but preface, not efface. Phlegm, phlegmatic, ass, glass, bass. Large, but target, gin, give, verging, Ought, out, joust and scour, scourging. Ear, but earn and wear and tear Do not rhyme with here but ere. Seven is right, but so is even, Hyphen, roughen, nephew Stephen, Monkey, donkey, Turk and jerk, Ask, grasp, wasp, and cork and work. Pronunciation (think of Psyche!) Is a paling stout and spikey? Won't it make you lose your wits, Writing groats and saying grits? It's a dark abyss or tunnel: Strewn with stones, stowed, solace, gunwale, Islington and Isle of Wight, Housewife, verdict and indict. Finally, which rhymes with enough, Though, through, plough, or dough, or cough? Hiccough has the sound of cup. My advice is to give up!!!

Gerard Nolst Trenite
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