Quotes About Eyes

from that terrible love the soft pure handsgave peace to my eyes and sun to my senses.

He gazed into eyes the color of a summer morning sky and sighed. It felt as if his soul had just come home.

Because if I fell any deeper for the way his eyes crinkled with his smile or his habit of tapping on his nose to emphasize a point, my ship would be sunk.

I'm in love with you, " I whispered, searching her eyes. i looked very pale and very scared, and a little…hopeful.

What haunts me most about her eyes is the pain I put in them... In the corner of my dark soul Her passion is dark like a kohl She is giving new meaning to these feelings She is complete she is whole.

I make one request:love me.Not convenient loveor conditional love.Rather the kind of lovewhere eyes meet& souls greet.Where the depthis unfathomable.

My dear poetry, There's a likenessbetween your eyes and the stars–the same charming brilliance, my eyes have ever laid upon.

His gaze was so soft that she would like to wrap herself with it.

You've got something that I don't have. Innocence. Ur eyes express it, & I can read everything in them". #MilanoVeneziani. #ItalianPassion

I got lost In your ocean-green eyesAnd I drownedIn the sweetest desireOf your warm gazeWave after waveWith no chanceTo survive.

The most beautiful is to see the joy in your eyes.

His allure, as he stood there, his face, even with the red swollen eyes, everything about him was gorgeous.

Silent words are heard through eyes.

Love is like a shining light in the darkness, closing eyes to pretend you didn't see it will not wash it away.

I know you exist not just because your eyes flyand give light to things like an open window

The sea is in your eyes. Your face is an eternal summer. Whoever told you otherwise is a fool!

Black hair spilling, blue eyes piercing. Enchanted by the lies that he was singing.

He swatted at her with his book. "Shut up and read, will you?"He lay back down and closed his eyes. Emma glanced over to check that he was smiling, and smiled too.

There's a lamentation in the flutter of your lash.

I want her face to feel at home on an ancient coin, he said. I want her eyes to harm me.

People often ask what I miss about Morrie. I miss that belief in humanity. I miss the eyes that could view life so encouragingly. And I miss his laugh. I really do.

He surrendered to that sensation and felt the final drops of their lives touch one another, like water in a cave, top meets bottom, Heaven meets Earth. As their eyes closed, a different set of eyes opened, and they rose from the ground as a shared soul, up and up, a sun and a moon in a single sky.

Chikako could see Nobue's flowers reflected in Kaori's eyes. They looked like stars. Like love itself.

And with a last stardrop, a last circle, I arrive, and she's there, chemical wonder in her eyes.