Found 16,471 results for "Hair"
by William Golding
Lord of the Flies remains as provocative today as when it was first published in 1954, igniting passionate debate with i...
by Carlo Collodi
How it happened that Mr Cherry, the carpenter, found a piece of wood that laughed and cried like a child
by Charles Perrault
ONCE UPON A TIME there lived a king and queen who were grieved, more grieved than words can tell, because they had no ch...
by Mark Twain
YOU DON'T know about me, without you have read a book by the name of "The Adventures of Tom Sawyer," but that ain't no m...
by Jack London
BUCK did not read the newspapers, or he would have known that trouble was brewing, not alone for himself, but for every ...
by Lucy Maud Montgomery
A tall, slim girl, 'half past sixteen', with serious grey eyes and hair which her friends called auburn, had sat down on...
by Arthur Conan Doyle
IN THE YEAR 1878 I took my degree of Doctor of Medicine of the University of London, and proceeded to Netley to go throu...
by Margaret Mitchell
Scarlett O’Hara was not beautiful, but men seldom realized it when caught by her charm as the Tarleton twins were.
by Arthur Conan Doyle
I had called upon my friend, Mr. Sherlock Holmes, one day in the autumn of last year and found him in deep conversation ...
by Arthur Conan Doyle
Mr. Sherlock Holmes, der sehr spät am Morgen aufzustehen pflegte (außer bei den gar nicht seltenen Gelegenheiten, da er ...
by Edith Nesbit
To have your hair cut is not painful, nor does it hurt to have your whiskers trimmed.
by Irving Stone
HE SAT before the mirror of the second-floor bedroom sketching his lean cheeks with their high bone ridges, the flat bro...
by Mark Twain
"Tom!" No answer. "Tom!" No answer. "What's gone with that boy, I wonder? You, TOM!"
by Herman Wouk
He was of medium height, somewhat chubby, and good looking, with curly red hair and an innocent, gay face, more remarkab...
by Dorothy L. Sayers
So Peter is really married: I have ordered willow-wreaths for half my acquaintance.
by George R. R. Martin
An east wind blew through his tangled hair, as soft and fragrant as Cersei's fingers.
by Stephen King
Bobby Garfield's father had been one of those fellows who start losing their hair in their twenties and are completely b...
by Susanna Clarke
SOME YEARS AGO there was in the city of York a society of magicians.