Quotes About Eyes

Many people called them the Lions of Magrast, but Varencienne had heard her husband refer to them as wolves, and this description seemed more apt: pale wolves, with gemstone eyes, tongues lolling in the dark, panting, waiting, claws clinking along the bare passages of the palace.

Eva's instinct was to flinch away from the demand for truth in Lily's hot eyes.

The Parzupheim are antique beings of an almost ethereal appearance and, to those in our first cycle, seemed distinctly alien. History lives in their eyes; it is said they can remember the truth of the world, when they come through from the other place.

Everybody's feet seemed to itch to dance; robes swung more widely as people walked around the settlement and eyes sparked with a desire for childish wickedness.

The prince had led Rav beneath the tables, telling him it was the best way to eavesdrop on adult conversations. Rav wasn't sure why they should want to do that, but complied, glamorized by Leo's startling pale Malagash beauty and knowing eyes.

They were beautiful to behold, but that night, it seemed a dark shadow hung over him. Their movements were more languid, their eyes unfocused. They had the look of creatures hypnotised by a snake.

The touch of the demon was the essence of pleasure. He stroked Daniel's face, his throat, and his burning eyes were full of tenderness.

Beth asked me to choose a soul to sup, and I picked a radiant bloom, one whose eyes had followed us across the room, one who wanted us to have him.

Her voice was low, beautiful. When she took off her glasses, her eyes would be large and deep as ocean pools.

I shrugged, slightly unnerved by the feverish joy in the other girls' eyes.

What he saw was the willow pale, willow slim form of the witch-boy, robed now in black, whose hair was an indigo snake, whose eyes were black as the shadows of his hair.

All eyes were on her. She both hated and feared them. They were rigid, merciless beings. She wanted to please them. It was instinctive. They were her masters.

Shemyaza sat in the front of the truck, his eyes closed. He was very conscious of Daniel behind him, this strange new Daniel who was as cold and distant as a star.

She seemed to become more aloof, almost secretive. At times, her eyes would shine with a private passion. She would gaze off into the distance and her lips would drop open, very slightly.

She had an emptiness in her eyes like a ghost tired of haunting.

There is nothing you can imagine that is quite as soulful as the eyes of a mini-dachshund staring up at the popcorn bowl to inspire an unendurable case of guilt.

Seek not equality with either white or any other nation open your eyes and see behind their pretended pleasure and power is only impotence and despair.

Because you offer something ever rarer than power of aphidy. You offer something that few other Queens offer-love. You bestow love on all you take under your care. And intimate love to only a few. I saw it once in your eyes for me, and I want to see it again. I need to, as much as I need to breathe air. Mona Lisa, this one thing-love-you have still to give. Don not deny me. Not when my soul needs you, cries out for you.

Studies are one thing, but then there's just the way bonobos make you feel. They're so "almost-human" on so many levels that science doesn't even know how to test yet. Just look into any bonobo's big brown eyes, and you may well feel like you're connecting with a living version of the Missing Link.

When you learn how to be really attentive, you learn the importance of patience and appreciating a woman. You're able to appreciate the softness of her skin and the look in her eyes. It's a connection.

The eyes of the world are fixed on the U.S. to see if we have the political courage and moral sense to solve our debt crisis.

It seemed to him that the little Manchu had never looked so radiant. She gave him a most charming smile, but her eyes were all for the boy.

In the stillness, our eyes do all the silent talking. Our chests move with heavy breathing and desire pours out through our pores. It's unmistakable.

Perfection can only be reached on the eyes of the one that loves you