Quotes About Eyes

I look deep into his eyes and find myself wrapped in the familiar connection we share. It streams through me like moonlight on a bay, glistening through my soul.

Our laughter dissolves into a crackling current that steals my breath away. Our eyes lock, and heat pools low in my belly.

Ella -Shifting, I roll to my side to find myself staring into a pair of pale blue eyes... "Your beautiful." Jayden - "I've been called a lot of things, sweetheart, but beautiful isn't one of them.

His eyes, those famously blue eyes, narrow and his lips quirk slightly.

Ian took a good look in my eyes and sighed in resignation. "Dammit, the boss didn't tell me you were part elf." "I'm not." "Are you feeling good?" "Quite." "Confident?" "You know it." "Absurdly relaxed to the point of doing something stupid?" I scooted my tuffet toward my delectable partner. If Ian wanted to ensure every man here knew I was taken, I was more than willing to help spread the word. "Why don't you come over here and try me.

The great thing about literature is that it's subjective. No two readers read the same book, because we all see the words through different eyes, filter the story through different life experiences.

just a stub. Her eyes are weary and

The panning shot of the soldiers as they ready themselves for the onslaught and now I finally see that I'm the one with the scar running down half her face and that these eyes . . . ohhhh, these eyes have seen some horrors. And that that's a good thing. Age. Wisdom. Being forty. I like it here.

God placed within the heart the knowledge of Him, and so the heart became lit by God's Light. By this light He gave the heart eyes to see. Then God spoke in a parable and said, "Compared to a niche wherein is a lamp." The lamp of the Divine Light is in the hearts of those who believe in the Oneness of God. – Al-Hakim at-Tirmidhi

Under these circumstances, silence among such a large group of people is an uncomfortable thing to experience. Guilt spreads around even to those who have nothing to feel guilty about. Many held their breath. Or, as I heard later, many did what me and my mum did and closed their eyes. We closed our eyes in a bid to remove ourselves.

i hold um gentle in my hands i no can even see my fingers i see the clouds, the sky moving i see my eyes.

Still, dry eyes for me. Maybe I need the remedial grief group. Maybe there's a book, The Idiot's Guide to Grief. Or Denial for Dummies.

For there was never any yet that wholly could escape love, and never shall there be any, never so long as beauty shall be, never so long as eyes can see.

Emme is obsessed with makeup. She puts blush on her eyes, shadow on her face--it's very artistic. And she loves my shoes. She's been walking around in my heels ever since she was a year old.

Jake's pulse quickened when he realized that for the first time in his life, he was looking straight into the honest eyes of love.

When someone was gazing into your eyes like that, it was kind of hard to look away.

Ben was in his truck, window down, idling at the curb, dark lenses hiding his eyes from her, looking effortlessly big and badass. The way she wished she felt.

Elle's gaze hadn't left the front door. But holy cow hotness, Batman, really, you want to see this. Why? He's in a suit, that's why. My eyes don't know what to do with themselves. Will whipped around so fast she gave herself whiplash.

Opening her eyes, she looked right at him. She saw her life, her heart echoed in his eyes, and she burst in a kaleidoscope of colors and emotion, unlike anything she'd ever felt.

sight of him and narrowed her eyes. "You.

Now that she could breathe again and he wasn't hurt, she moved closer because a proper southern woman always looked a person in the eyes while she yelled at him.

As in 'The Three Billy Goats Gruff'? The skull howled with laughter. You just got your ass handed to you by a nursery tale ? I wouldn't say they handed me my ass, I said. Bob was nearly strangling on his laughter, and given that he had no lungs it seemed gratuitous somehow. That's because you can't see yourself, he choked out. Your nose is all swollen up and you've got two black eyes. You look like a raccoon. Holding a dislocated ass.

I mean it, I said. You're in danger. Relax, Harry. I'm not letting anyone lick me, and I'm not looking anyone in the eyes. It's kind of like visiting New York.

The cold rain came down in buckets. I was shaking, shivering, and naked, and more soap was getting into my eyes. But hey. At least I was clean.