Quotes About Sight

I looked out of the front porch

A lover's eyes will gaze an eagle blind.

I have a good eye, uncle: I can see a church by daylight.

It adds a precious seeing to the eye.

Be sure of it; give me the ocular proof.

I saw young Harry, with his beaver on.

Earth has not anything to show more fair:Dull would he be of soul who could pass byA sight so touching in its majesty.

She was a phantom of delightWhen first she gleamed upon my sight;A lovely apparition, sentTo be a moment's ornament.

Ten thousand saw I at a glance,Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.

She was a phantom of delight When first she gleam'd upon my sight A lovely apparition, sent To be a moment's ornament.

Hence, in a season of calm weather Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea

These words were utter'd in a pensive mood,   Even while mine eyes were on that solemn sight:

In the bed of the truck lay a blanketed lump in the shape of an assault rifle, concealing—of course—an assault rifle, fully loaded with laser sight and silencer for catching the deer by surprise.

I like how glasses suggest intelligence instead of broken eyes.

These old eyes of mine barely see your hands on the table. Illuminated by this candlelight, they look like yellow spiders. Still, they're finely wrought Jewish hands. Whatever they hold, shall not easily be relinquished.

No eyes that have seen beauty ever lose their sight.

Men are wrong to think that the blind cannot see. The truth is that they see, but differently. I would even say that they see something other.

she saw an old lady and some chickens

Then, unbelievably, out of the mist came the miracle. First two points of mast, then sails, transparent and wraithlike in the fog, then, as Kit strained her eyes, the looming hull, the prow, and the curved tail of a fish. The Dolphin! Glory be to heaven! The most beautiful sight in the world! The Dolphin, moving down toward Wright's Island on a steady breeze.

I had seen engravings of the Great Pyramid and read extensively about it; I thought I was prepared for the sight. But I was not. It was so much grander than I had imagined! The massive bulk bursts suddenly on one's sight as one mounts the steep slope leading up to the rocky platform. It fills the sky. And the color! No black-and-white engraving can possibly prepare one for the color of Egyptian limestone, mellow gold in the sunlight against a heavenly-blue vault.

The sight . . . is enough to make a landsman dream for a week about death, peril and shipwreck.

craggy peak off the port bow. It was Annenkov Island

It is possible, he said, to be in love not with someone but with their eyes. I mean, with how eyes that aren't yours let you see where you are, who you are.

My soul is full of whispered song; My blindness is my sight; The shadows that I feared so long Are all alive with light.