|Hector Berlioz, 1832|
The high forehead, precipitously overhanging the deep-set eyes, the great curving hawk-nose, the thin, finely-cut lips, the rather short chin, the enormous shock of light-brown hair against the fantastic wealth of which the barber could do nothing–whoever had seen this head would never forget it.
–Ferdinand Hiller, Berlioz's classmate
. . .a head of hair– such a head of hair!
It looked like an enormous umbrella of hair projecting like an awning over the beak of a bird of prey.
–Ernest Legouvé, dramatist