Quotes About Eyes

the Prophet spoke of the pleasures of the senses and of prayer in the same context: "It hath been given me to love perfume and women, and coolness hath been brought to mine eyes in the prayer." 2

Thus God's work and His eyes are in the depths, but man's only in the height.

Susie: Doesn't it make you feel kind of awesome that the world is beautiful for no other apparent reason than that it is? Like beauty has its own secret reason. It doesn't need human eyes to notice. It just wants to be glorious and unbelievable.

Human eyes are set in the front of our heads. This gives us binocular, stereoscopic vision, which means that our eyes combine the images we see to obtain a three-dimensional effect. This results in excellent depth perception, also shared by other hunters, such as dogs, cats, hawks, and owls. Horses, however, have eyes set on the sides of their heads, providing excellent lateral vision, a trait they share with other prey species, such as sheep, deer, rabbits, ducks, and pigeons.

If Christ is at the center—if He is the one who has forever swept her off her feet—she makes sure that her attitude and speech and conduct are pleasing to Him. She seeks to walk in His way. Her eyes are ever toward the Lord (Psalm 25:15).

I leaped and lost my footing, crashing head over heels through the tree. The next thing I remember was looking up into Adam's deep brown, gold-flecked eyes and hearing, 'Breath, dammit, breathe.' He inhaled and then pressed his lips to mine.

The Relation we bear to the Wisdom of the Father, the Son of His Love, gives us indeed a dignity which otherwise we have no pretence to. It makes us something, something considerable even in God's Eyes.

He turned his steel eyes at me. They hurt me, paralysed me, like the advancing lights of a car. I saw that his body was taut, all of it: also made of steel; that it only worked because it was at an intolerable tension, and that it was our sensation of that tension which had exhausted us, which could no longer be borne. He was the wrong spring which had been put into our machine, that had made Claude ill, George foolish, Boris an anxiety.

She had thought his eyes were cold before. Now they turned to chips of ice. At least the ghosts had gone, replaced by cold confidence. She knew going to war had cost her terribly. Was it possible not going to war could coat a man something?

You are warmer then the summer time, so I hold you threw the winter time and the love inside your eyes can turn a cloudy day to sunshine.

God sees us through our Mothers' eyes and rewards us for our virtues.

Lastly, do I vow, that mine eyes desire you above all things.

Love distills desire upon the eyes, love brings bewitching grace into the heart.

Blue eyes say, Love me or I die; black eyes say, Love me or I kill thee.

Mon amour à toi toujours Dans tes grands yeux rien que nous deux

Sometimes your nearness takes my breath away; and all the things I want to say can find no voice. Then, in silence, I can only hope my eyes will speak my heart.

One day You will take my heart completely and make it more fiery than a dragon. Your eyelashes will write on my heart the poem that could never come from the pen of a poet.

You know you are in love when you see the world in her eyes, and her eyes everywhere in the world.

Love is when you look into someone's eyes, and suddenly, you go all the way inside, to their soul... and you both know, instantly.

I feel wonderful because I see The love light in your eyes. And the wonder of it all Is that you just don't realize how much I love you.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs. Being purged a fire sparkling in lovers eyes, being vexed a sea nourished with lovers tears, What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall and a perserving sweet.

I know we don't talk much, and sometimes we even walk right past each other without saying one word. But then there's those times when our eyes meet and I know deep down, you're missing me just as much as I'm missing you.

My eyes are tempted by the smile of an angel, and your lips whisper secrets of forbidden love.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers eyes, Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet.