Pastoral Resources

I was like a total cliched '80s child. I had Barbies, obviously, as well as My Little Ponies and Cabbage Patch Kids, but I used to destroy them. I used to draw all over their faces and cut off their hair.

I've been working some really long hours for the last five or six years. Anybody who works on series television knows, and especially women because women spend probably two hours more than the guys with all their hair and makeup crap.

With a lot of hair and make-up then I'm possibly, remotely attractive. But it's rare, I don't think I'm ugly but I'm nothing particularly special. I'm not a yoga and health girl. I don't exercise that much and I eat crap and smoke and bite my nails.

I do like my hair being pulled from time to time, it's like a pair of reins, innit?

I wasn't making it with the violin because I was playing all of the 'long hair' stuff.

No rival will steal away my sure love; that glory will be my gray hair.

Acting is all about big hair and funny props... All the great actors knew it. Olivier knew it, Brando knew it.

Everybody was starting to grow long hair and wear pink suits and purple glasses and stuff and then, I suppose, some people thought we were crazy, but we weren't really crazy because we're all still here!

As an actor, particularly because I'm - I would call myself a character actor. I change my look, my physical appearance and my body, my hair color, my whatever all the time for a role.

I would wear flamboyant clothes and long hair, and most singers at the time didn't.

The Death of Advertising? I think that's in the book of Revelation. It's the day when people everywhere become satisfied with their weight, their hair, their skin, their wardrobe, and their aroma.

When I cut my hair, the whole sound changed, my style changed.

You get money out of acting. You get gray hair out of directing. Actually, I get more of a rush from directing.

My real hair color is kind of a dark blonde. Now I just have mood hair.

I enjoy hats. And when one has filthy hair, that is a good accessory.

I'm in fact a hair under six feet, but I'm very svelte. People would never see me if I turned sideways.

I felt like calling attention to AIDS. I had the AIDS ribbon colored into my hair during the playoffs in '95.

I'd have to say that, in general, models take themselves too seriously. Basically, they are genetic freaks who spend a couple of hours in hair and makeup.

Nobody ever said that growing old would be easy. Just having to hold the newspaper out in your forties and then hair growing out of unusual parts of your body in your fifties. It's tough on the ego.

When I was writing pretty poor poetry, this girl with midnight black hair told me to go on.