Quotes About Eyes

All comfort, all goodness, all hope was burning in this black figure which my eyes would not let go, even as it dwindled, and lost all perpetual form.

She had grown still and was staring at me yet, her eyes full of the fire of the torch, her lower lip trembling, and a sigh coming out of her as though she was about to cry again.

He appeared the handsomest of men, his eyes utterly unclouded and almost fierce, and his cheeks beautifully flushed.

Listen, keep your eyes wide,' Lestat whispered to me, his lips moving against my neck. I remember that the movement of his lips raised the hair all over my body, sent a shock of sensation through my body that was not unlike the pleasure of passion.…

I had seen it with my own eyes, this obsession. I had seen it in a matter of moments in a riverfront tavern, but I had known it for what it was.

The thirst rose in me. The thirst clouded my eyes. I tasted blood as though I were already drinking it, and I felt the abysmal and desperate emptiness I always feel before a feast. Nothing will ever fill you. Nothing will ever make this abominable hunger go away.

His dark-green eyes made me think of Merrick's, and for one moment I felt such a desire for her, such a horror of what I'd done, that I couldn't speak.

Her light brown eyes were the color of sherry, fringed with long, thick, gold-tipped lashes.

And what if you're trying to knock out another man, she said, sarcastic. There was no expression in his cool blue eyes. Then I kiss him, he said in the calmest of voices. Now you try it.

Your soul may be the epitome of putrescent decay, but apart from minor scarring you know perfectly well that you are quite decadently appealing. His pale eyes widened, and then he explored in laughter. I don't know which enchants me more, putrescent decay or decadently appealing.

and then she was lying naked beneath the rain and the storm, the angry heavens and Simon of Navarre's golden eyes.

Being Irish, he was also possessed of a certain lethal charm, a ruined estate somewhere back in Ireland, and eyes the color of Lady Winnimere's world-famous emeralds. Add to that an almost sinful beauty of face framed by black curls, a tall, graceful body, and quite the most elegant hands in all of London, and Killoran, who disdained to use his title, was indeed a dangerously attractive member of society.

I am a sacrifice bound with cords to the horns of the world's rock altar, waiting for worms. I take a deep breath, I open my eyes. Looking, I see there are worms in the horns of the altar like live maggots in amber, there are shells of worms in the rock and moths flapping at my eyes. A wind from no place rises. A sense of the real exults me; the cords loosen: I walk on my way.

Yapay uydular. Gökyüzünün gözleri. Kad?nlar. Naklen yay?n araçlar?. Yüksek çözünürlük.

A fool's way is right in his own eyes, but whoever listens to counsel is wise. 16 A fool's displeasure is known at once, but whoever ignores an insult is sensible.

There is no chance for surprise," he said, shaking his head and shrugging his shoulders with that French way he had. "Theyll be intrenched to the eyes.

For the first time in history, a major assault was launched by commanders whose eyes were fixed on the hands of watches synchronized the night before.

it's way too early for him to be talking anyhow but I see in his eyes something and I see in his eyes a voice and I see in his eyes a whole new set of words

Lights! Lights would be very good right now! (Amanda) Since they hurt my eyes to the point I can barely see, no they wouldn't. Trust me. (Kyrian) Trust you, my left foot! I'm not immortal over here! (Amanda) Yeah, well, in a bad enough car wreck, neither am I. (Kyrian) I really hate your sense of humor. (Amanda)

You ready for the next part?" – Sundown "Like an adrenaline shot straight into my heart via my eyes." – Abigail

Vampires have bright eyes glistening white teeth unnaturally smooth skin and a certain animal magnetism. If they aren't pretty they starve. It's sort of like life in Los Angeles.

All this has been very formative in both my research and my teaching, so I value it enormously in my life. It's why I'm a strong proponent of general education -- because I saw how it opened my eyes.

Eyes which have lost their tears have lost their most beautiful, their most glorious treasure.

His eyes were bright, and, indeed, he scarcely knew whether they held dreams or realities...and in five minutes she had filled the shell of the old dream with the flesh of life.