Quotes About Eyes

En un súbito impulso se abrazaron, se abrazaron, se abrazaron. Metiendo cada uno en su pecho el del otro hasta besarse con los corazones. Se sintieron latir, se soltaron y, sin más palabras, el viejo subió al coche. Las dos miradas se abrazaron aún, a través del cristal, mientras Renato arrancaba.

Saat dördü geçmiÅŸti ve babam?n gözleri bana ac? çektirmeye devam ediyordu.

To be surprised, to wonder, is to begin to understand. This is the sport, the luxury, special to the intellectual man. The gesture characteristic of his tribe consists in looking at the world with eyes wide open in wonder. Everything in the world is strange and marvelous to well-open eyes.

She was white, perhaps too white. Her eyes, which were almost always cast down, when she raised them testified to the purest of souls, and when she smiled, revealing her small, white teeth, one might be tempted to say that a rose is merely a plant, and ivory just an elephant's tusk.

Then she is beautiful beyond the Race of Women; if you won't let her go on with a certain Artifice with her eyes, and the Skill of Beauty, she will arm her self with her real Charms, and strike you with Admiration instead of Desire.

A reputation once broken may possibly be repaired, but the world will always keep their eyes on the spot where the crack was.

Burr had the dark and severe coloring of his Edwards ancestry, with black hair receding from the forehead and dark brown, almost black, eyes that suggested a cross between an eagle and a raven. Hamilton had a light peaches and cream complexion with violet-blue eyes and auburn-red hair, all of which came together to suggest an animated beam of light to Burr's somewhat stationary shadow.

Green eyes like his mother's. Like beautiful marble. You could catch the fever from somebody's eyes.

finished the ensemble, with two beady blue eyes looking back at her when she opened

Dazzled by the luminosity of logic, she leans back, closing her eyes. She loses herself, she is lost.

Blue-gray she-cat with piercing blue eyes and silver hairs tipping muzzle and tail. Wise, kind, beloved, and strong.

Tigerstar's eyes suddenly glittered with amusement. "I see," he mocked. "A cat has a dream and that means you're the most powerful creature who ever lived.

And you're not, I suppose." Wind Runner's eyes widened with surprise.

Cool!" the young warrior exclaimed, his tail straight up in the air. Dustpelt rolled his eyes.

and because of that, you have ensured my success. Because once I'm back to full health, I'll be able to bend any cat to my will. . . . Just ask that skinny black cat with the yellow eyes.

Sighing, Lucky shut his eyes. The memory of Terror's spasms haunted him, and he couldn't suppress a shudder. What did the crazed dog see when he went into those convulsions?

His eyes grew dark, and his mind filled with a chaotic swirl of battles and hunts, the feeling of claws raking across fur and teeth meeting in the flesh of prey.

soft sparkle in her pale green eyes when she had licked his stinging paws, and his fur began to prickle with a sensation he had not felt before.

You told me earlier," Bluefur muttered. She was trying to ignore the dreamy look in her sister's eyes. I'll never behave like a cooing dove over any cat, she decided.

There was one kittypet . . . a young she-cat called Smoke. She had such soft, gray fur, and such brilliant blue eyes . . . It was like I was staring into pools of pure water!

Dunno." Purdy's eyes gleamed as he swiped his tongue around his jaws. "It was real tasty, though.

Golden like the sun, and twice the size of gorillas. They have manes of black fur, and tails that sting. And burning red eyes, and long pointed tusks!

Green eyes met green eyes for a long moment; then Fireheart turned and crept warily through the trees. He

The creature's pelt was like moleskin, the fur gone except for a few tufts along his spine, and his sightless eyes bulged like eggs. His long, twisted claws flexed on the smooth branch that lay at his paws. The branch was stripped of its bark and, even in this light, Fallen Leaves could see claw marks etched along it, a crowded series of straight lines scarring the pale wood.