Quotes About Eyes

I was born with these eyes. I was born for this life.

Mr. Mutwa and the children were both distressed by their experiences. But they also spoke spontaneously of receiving powerful communications from the alien beings, especially through their huge black eyes, about the failure of our species to take proper care of the earth.

The connection that human beings experience through looking into the eyes of the aliens seems to be a central feature of the acknowledgment of the existence of the beings and the establishment of the bond itself.

His eyes glazed over there on the grass of the drainage gully just behind the fence that ran along the back of his yard. In his last moments, he only wanted to go home.

Why did just my eyes adore you - Have you ever wondered that? well, as Hegel said, "Too fair to worship, too divine to love."...

I know I misplace my glasses - the one's I don't need - you roll your eyes - but I don't misplace my love ...

did you know that in your eyes there are bright flecks of green and orange - and that they are lovely?...

The Bible must retain its autonomy and speak for itself. But that is also true when we hold traditional interpretations up to the Bible. The biblical text must retain its autonomy from tradition. We must always be willing to return to the text and consider it with fresh eyes.

A Man's life of any worth is a continual allegory—and very few eyes can see the Mystery of his life—a life like the scriptures, figurative…. Lord Byron cuts a figure, but he is not figurative—Shakespeare led a life of Allegory: his works are the comments on it.

Tis "the witching time of night", / Orbed is the moon and bright, / And the stars they glisten, glisten, / Seeming with bright eyes to listen —

There's something in your heart And it's in your eyes It's the fire, inside you Let it burn You don't say, "Good luck" You say, "Don't give up" It's the fire, inside you Let it burn

in truth not of any force to draw those into bondage who have their eyes open

Beauty you lifted up my sleeping eye And filled my heart with longing with a look.

He felt eyes on him. He didn't turn to see if they were Jane's.

The man Elizabeth had called her Elf never glanced down. His eyes sparkled in the lanterlight as he rubbed a glove forefinger against his thumb, and visibly came to a decision.

The blood in Matthew's mouth was sweet as his brother's eyes flickered, cleared, focused on his own.

Morgan met Kit's gaze calmly, her eyes dark and mysterious as emeralds in the weird, cold light.

The crown of shadows that capped his golden hair seemed to draw a rich dark tint from the crimson velvet of his breeches, and his eyes caught more light than the sunset sky had to offer.

Sliding across the earth, they seemed small-headed, inoffensive, their eyes like black star sapphires suffused with a silvery overlay of light. Tristen only knew the serpents for what they were because, here and there, one reared up and opened its infamous hood like a flower on an arm-thick stem.

Patty watches silently, pale eyes alert as they shift form Elspeth's face to mine and back again.

The pain was vast. He lay back, balling his fists against his eyes, and concentrated on breathing. His leg throbbed; the pain paled and ebbed while he outwaited it.

In the long run, he thought, the new, fey Perceval with so many ancient souls behind her eyes might even be a match for Cynric the Sorceress, in wisdom if not in craft.

His eyes meet hers, and she gives him a sad little smile, half a curve of the lips that falls away softly.

His shrug rearranged bony shoulders like a ridgeline shifting; the light of the lamp glinted amber in the depths of his eyes.