Quotes About Eyes

Which is the villain? let me see his eyes, That, when I note another man like him, I may avoid him: which of these is he?

wheel cast his eyes over the gauges. Out of gas.

saw the hurt in his eyes. It made me feel like someone was squeezing water out of my heart.

Ross si avvicinò alla porta, vi appoggiò contro una mano. Gli occhi di lei adesso erano quasi asciutti e straordinariamente scuri.

The eyes of boredom, old buddy, are bigger than those of fear! When you're bored, God only knows what you might imagine!

Hay relaciones en las que las palabras dice amistad, pero los ojos gritan romance.

Gauguin flew into a frenzy! He held my head under the X-ray machine for ten straight minutes and for several hours after I could not blink my eyes in unison. — If The Impressionists Had Been Dentists

I know as much about wine as I know about horses or bipolar women. The trick is to position your eyes so it looks like you're checking the year on the menu but really checking the prices.

Igual suenan las cinco de la mañana no hay nada escrito. Los semáforos aún grita ¡verde!, los ojos todavía ruegan ¡dame!, la noche se te estira y dictamina: ¡ten!

Reventarse: buscarlo los ojos al vértigo para bailar a solas con él.

I turned to look into his face one last time. It was as if I could see the whole universe in his eyes. Maybe he was God, maybe he was simply enlightened. I didn't care right then, in that blessed moment, I just loved him. Later, though, the love was to turn to hate, to fear. They seemed so opposite, the feelings, yet they were all one note on his flute.

I read her eyes like paragraphs and her tears like chapters for she didn't have much to say with words, but rather, silence. And never let them tell you that silence, isn't beautiful. For silence is what happens when words fall asleep and you must carry the belief that one day they will wake up inside of you.

I saw power, yet meekness, forcefulness, yet gentleness, discipline, yet compassion. I had never seen eyes like His.

Look into my eyes...' the Prince said. I have been calling you. The peace you seek you will find if you follow Me.

All action is of the mind and the mirror of the mind is the face, its index the eyes.

she'd looked at him with love in her eyes and hope in her heart and made him feel like he might just deserve both.

That was the problem with women falling out of love; the veil of romance fell away from their eyes, and they looked in and could read you.

Her brown eyes were untranslatable…She was made entirely of a sweetness bordering on tears.

But she didn't fear the moon because she was more lunar than solar and could see with wide-open eyes in the dark dawns the sinister moon in the sky. So she bathed all over in the lunar rays, as there are others who sunbathed. And was becoming profoundly limpid.

Ah, so that must have been her mystery: she had discovered a trail into the forest. Surely that was where she went during her absences. Returning with her eyes filled with gentleness & ignorance, eyes made whole. An ignorance so vast that inside it all the world's wisdom could be contained & lost.

Agnès se tourne vers moi. Ses yeux sont vert émeraude. Vert ne s'accorde pas avec yeux mais avec émeraude et se met donc au singulier. Son regard ainsi parfaitement accordé m'oblige à baisser le mien. Lâche, tu es lâche, Frédéric. Oui, mais il y a entre nous un enfant mort. Au singulier. Définitivement.

Hey you — All our fevered history won't instill insight, won't turn a body conscious, won't make that look in the eyes say yes, though there is nothing to solve even as each moment is an answer.

In the morning, the recaptured escapee had her arms and legs broken in front of their eyes.

Her stormy eyes, her sincere sensuality, the softness of her skin and her voice