Quotes About Eye

I come from an Irish working-class background but went to a posh school, and any type of pretension was quickly mocked at home. I've always had a keen eye for pretension.

I have no real training in the history of fine art or furniture; my eye just works by proportions. I react intuitively. In London, it's all about color because the weather is so gray, and in that cold light they look beautiful.

If I hold up a red square for 30 seconds and take it away, you will see a perfect green square. It's how the eye works. So if you want to paint a really good red painting, you have to strategically place in some green, so the eye is brought back.

No man knows till he has suffered from the night how sweet and dear to his heart and eye the morning can be.

It's all fun and games 'till someone loses an eye, then it's just fun you can't see.

As a story teller I have always been fascinated with our legends, these can be re-told time and time again. And there is always an interested eye and ear for it.

The photographs of space taken by our astronauts have been published all over the place. But the eye is a much more dynamic mechanism than any camera or pictures. It's a more exciting view in person than looking at the photographs. Of course, I personally am sick and tired of hearing people talk like that: I want to see it myself!

I feel that art has something to do with the achievement of stillness in the midst of chaos. A stillness which characterizes prayer, too, and the eye of the storm. I think that art has something to do with an arrest of attention in the midst of distraction.

So this is what a command is. Staring consequences in the eye and pretending not to flinch.

Memories are a bane, little bird, like a thorn lodged in your eye. Cut them out, if you can, or they'll do nothing but haunt you in your dotage.

The king is not saved by his great army; a warrior is not delivered by his great strength. The war horse is a false hope for salvation, and by its great might it cannot rescue. Behold, the eye of the Lord is on those who fear him, on those who hope in his steadfast love. (Ps. 33:16–18)

The practice was banned after, inevitably, someone lost an eye. Mothers around the world were smug.

Every time I see a picture of Stalin I look him square in the eye and I say: You're a meat eater, Joseph.

My professional persona never loosens its grip, keeping an eye on me at all times.

I've done it with all my films. I always keep an eye on the first time I show it because... I don't know. Neurosis.

They forget to mention that he is the slowest mover in the universe; that his Eye that never sleeps, might as well, since it takes it a century to see what any other eye would see in a week; that in all history there is not an instance where he thought of a noble deed first, but always thought of it just a little after somebody else had thought of it and done it. He arrives then, and annexes the dividend.

Sometimes I imagined how everything looked above those clouds, knowing without question that the sun was blond, and the endless atmosphere was a giant blue eye

Many jocular comments followed, as did another onslaught of Heil Hitlering. You know, it actually makes me wonder if anyone ever lost an eye or injured a hand or wrist with all of that. You'd only need to be facing the wrong way at the wrong time, or stand marginally too close to another person.

But what I could see out of the corner of my eye made me think of two lovely bundles of silk floating along a stream. In a moment they were hovering on the walkway in front of me, where they sank down and smoothed their kimono across their knees.

Let the people keep a watchful eye over the conduct of their rulers," he explained, "for we are told that great men are not at all times wise. It would be indeed a wonder if in any age or country they were always honest.

What I'd show you is much more bizarre than anything we have looked at so far, and I warn you in advance that the first impulse will be to laugh. That's all right. Laugh if you must. Just don't take your eye off what you see, for even in your imagination, here is a creature who can do you damage.

Absence may or may not make the heart grow fonder, but it certainly freshens the eye.

that the hungover eye had a weird ability to find the ugliest things in any given landscape.

It is so gratifying to tell so many stories my eye can romance with, that i become the stories.They shall live on after me, and in that way it makes me immortal