Quotes About Eyes

For a second, there was that weird flicker in her eyes, that wickedness that I loved, that I wanted to live inside. A wicked child was the most beautiful thing in the world.

she is the noor of my eyes and the sultan of my heart.

Her eyes, walnut brown and shaded by fanned lashes, met mine. Held for a moment. Flew away.

And if he knew, then what would I see if I did look in his eyes? Blame? Indignation? Or, God forbid, what I feared most: guileless devotion? That, most of all, I couldn't bear to see.

I was glad I didn't have to return his gaze. Did he know I knew? And if he knew, then what would I see if I did look in his eyes? Blame? Indignation? Or, God forbid, what I feared most: guileless devotion?

She has intelligent, flirtatious eyes, and a penetrating gaze under which one feels simultaneously appraised, tested, charmed, toyed with. They remain, I suspect, a redoubtable seduction tool.

Tell her she is the noor of my eyes and the sultan of my heart.

Kata orang, mata adalah jendela jiwa.

Les yeux sont le miroir de l'âme affirme-t-on. Jamais ce dicton n'a été plus vrai que dans le cas d'Ali, car elle ne pouvait se dévoiler qu'à travers eux.

big hazel eyes...she had this laugh... I can still hear it sometimes.

People say that eyes are windows to the soul. Never was that more true than with Ali, who could only reveal himself through his eyes.

People say that eyes are windows to the soul. Never was that more true than with Ali, who could only reveal himself through his eyes. I

eyes are windows to the soul.

Then she realizes the letters are Russian. There is a deserted bird's nest in one corner and a bat hanging upside down in another corner, where the wall meets the low ceiling. Laila closes her eyes and sits there awhile.

From the back came an unearthly, satisfied chuckle. All I could see in the rearview mirror was a dark shadow with red goat-slitted eyes. Fear slithered through me. Shit, I have a demon in my backseat. What in hell am I playing with? "Good witch," Al said, his voice coming from nothing, and I stifled a shudder. "You're starting to understand.

Welcome home, Rachel mariana Morgan, he said, his goat-slitted eyes holding a new, dangerous light. It's a pleasure to finally meet you.

What was in the trunk? I asked, and my eyes widened when he opened his coat and let me glimpse a big-ass rifle. I know these people, he said, his expression going hard. We handle their insurance.

Shot me twice. I want my name, or I'm going to start charging you a fee every time I field something for you. And it's going to be expensive. I'm Park Place. Bud-dy. His red, goat-slitted eyes squinted at me from over his smoked glasses. You're more like Oriental Avenue right now, dove. What are you on?

My eyes widened at the ball of orange fluff squeezing out from under the counter, blinking and stretching. I looked again, not believing. "It's a cat," I said, winning the Pulitzer prize for incredible intellect.

Actually, I am kind of busy right now," I drawled as I settled back into the chair and closed my eyes. "You have to make melanin while the sun shines.

Nina looked up, her eyes fixing on mine with such ferocity I could almost see the undead vampire in them. There is something under here, she said, and I shivered. Yeah, we know, dirt nap, Jenks said. Rachel already told us.

Pixy dust thickened to make my eyes water, but after the loud complaints and muttered disappointment, the Disney nightmare subsided as quickly as it had come.

The sound of his hard-soled shoes on the street faltered. "You live in a church?" My eyes narrowed. "Yeah. But I don't sleep with voodoo dolls." "Huh?" "Never mind.

What have you done to your eyes? They're all red. Have you been crying?' 'No,' he answers, laughing, 'but I've been staring into my fairy tales, where the sun is very strong.