Quotes About Eyes

They have the divine eyes of little girls Who are amazed and laugh at everything that gleams.

Todas esas fantasmagorías son casi tan bellas como los ojos de mi hermosa amada, la locuela monstruosa de ojos verdes.

Oh, I don't mean you're handsome, not the way people think of handsome. Your face seems kind. But your eyes - they're beautiful. They're wild, crazy, like some animal peering out of a forest on fire.

I was only kidding about the hundred, she says. oh, I say, what will it cost me? she lights her cigarette with my lighter and looks at me through the flame: her eyes tell me. look, I say, I don't think I can ever pay that price again.

She had wild eyes, slightly insane. She also carried an overload of compassion that was real enough and which obviously cost her something.

and the color in my eyes has gone back into the sea.

Her eyes always had a frantic, lost look. He could never cure her eyes of that.

the laughter of the mutilated who still need love, and her blessed eyes run deep into her head like mountain springs far in and cool and good.

and you turn over to your left side to get the sun on your back and out of your eyes

My eyes were blue and nobody loved me but myself.

La miré. Todo el cielo y toda la tierra corrían por aquellos ojos.

she's grinning, her eyes bright with the remainder of the world.

Sus ojos, muy abiertos, temblaban, pero sin miedo, sin vacilación. Aquellos ojos: lo dejaban entrar y salir todo. Ella era animal, y humana.

La miró a los ojos y hubo una comunicación entre dos infiernos: el de ella y el de él

Él era un hombre muy feo, su rostro cubierto de cicatrices. Pero si lo veías por un largo rato podías descubrir su belleza. La belleza la tenía en sus ojos, en su estilo y en su rabiosa soledad.

for when had the true faith been other than persecuted and trampled under foot? If one came to think of it with eyes purified from the tears of carnal impatience, what was it but a glorious martyrdom? Blest

Any evil which you might have seen with your eyes, or spoken with your mouth, or heard with your ears or trodden with your feet; whatever your father might have brought upon you or your mother brought upon you, I cover them all here.

Perhaps that was the worst kind of monster: the kind who had blue eyes and small constellations of freckles, and yet was humanized by fingers made knobby by injury or illness. The fact was, Hollywood was awash with exactly

My mom has beautiful eyes, and I inherited a lot of her rituals, accentuating eyes.

The heretic is always better dead. And mortal eyes cannot distinguish the saint from the heretic.

I feel like, for an actor, eyes are the most important thing. So I'm a little obsessed with eye creams.

They would repair the leaks in their eyes.

Chiss eyes were a bit better than those of humans, their visible spectrum edging a bit into the infrared. Apparently, their ears were better, too.

Oh, all of us dream That we are flying the skies With our eyes open