I see a lily on thy brow, With anguish moist and fever dew; And on thy cheek a fading rose Fast withereth too.
I looked on my stomach and saw Frieda Rebecca, white as flour with the cream that covers new babies, funny little dark squiggles of hair plastered over her head, with big, dark-blue eyes.
It makes you all look like Dracula's daughters!
I looked like a ghost. And I should know. I’ve seen a few.
I saw the Count lying within the box upon the earth, some of which the rude falling from the cart had scattered over him. He was deathly pale, just like a waxen image, and the red eyes glared with the horrible vindictive look which I knew so well.
Our clients' faces, with the customary outward paleness and inner glow of the book lover.
Trouble is, I'm not a real ginger. I'm just a ginger-bearded, pale-skinned, strawberry blond.
Mona Lisa looks as if she has just been sick, or is about to be.
Do I look dead to you?!
I felt myself getting whiter... What does it mean to become white? How does it feel to see Death in the flesh, come to gather you in?
I'm bald, blind and pale. I'm like a gigantic recessive gene.
I am a very ginger-coloured person, but I don't have orange hair.
I buy Coppertone Water Babies in abundance at the airport, SPF 60 or 70. I like being pale; I like looking like a creature from the dead world. I like looking like a ghost.
Neutrogena Ultra Sheer sunscreen makes me feel like I'm getting supersonic protection because I am so, so pale and need all the help I can get!
I usually wear only a bit of pink lippy, but for TV, they add a few extra lashes to brighten my eyes and some colour to my face, as without it, I look pale and uninteresting.
I do wear lipstick because when I suddenly get pale or green, it seems whole blood goes away.
People say I look like a vampire. I don't know whether to take that as a compliment or not.
Her skin was white as leprosy.
Labor leaders today have gotten too male, stale and pale.
Labor leadership has been mostly male and white. At the time, there were few labor leaders of color.
A starving child is a frightful sight. A starving vampire, even worse.
You're as white as a nun's buttock. Are you all right?
People don't associate red hair, pale skin, and freckles with beauty.
I looked a little pasty. But hey, at least I didn't wet myself!
I'm pale, and people need to accept that I'm almost see-through.
For a woman who lived in the dark it was enough if she had a faint, white face -a full body was unnecessary.