Quotes About Eye

True faith nor biddeth nor abideth form, The bended knee, the eye uplift; is all Which men need render; all which God can bear. What to the faith are forms? A passing speck, A crow upon the sky.

The clouds that gather round the setting sun, Do take a sober colouring from an eye, That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality.

Except for the woman, nothing interests the eye of the American man more than the automobile, or seems so important to him as an object of esthetic appreciation.

An orphan's curse would drag to hell, a spirit from on high; but oh! more horrible than that, is a curse in a dead man's eye!

They are fairies; he that speaks to them shall die. I'll wink and couch; no man their works must eye.

High fortune, this in man's eye is god and more than god is this.

But man must light for man The fires no other can, And find in his own eye Where the strange crossroads lie.

There are three kinda men in the world. There's men that own rope, men that use eye creme, and that dude from Nickleback.

People forget that it is the eye which makes the horizon, and the rounding mind's eye which makes this or that man a type or representative of humanity with the name of hero or saint.

The eye is the window of the soul; even an animal looks for a man's intentions right into his eyes.

It doesn't take money to have style, it just takes a really good eye. Sometimes you can find amazing culinary antiques that will make it feel like an old French kitchen.

Money is not an aphrodisiac: the desire it may kindle in a female eye is more for the cash than the carrier.

I have glaucoma, so use eye drops both morning and night.

Wine maketh the band quivering, the eye watery, the night unquiet, lewd dreams, a stinking breath in the morning, and an utter forgetfulness of all things.

No moon, sun, diamond, hands — fingertip, dot, ray, gauze, sea. pine green, pink glass, eye, mine, eraser, mud, mother, I am coming.

Tyger! Tyger! burning bright In the forests of the night, What immortal hand or eye Could frame thy fearful symmetry?

Nature is not only all that is visible to the eye... it also includes the inner pictures of the soul.

Art, to me, is the interpretation of the impression which nature makes upon the eye and brain.

At the very last moment, Nature would force you to blink your eye. Nature will protect her own.

When logics die, The secret of the soil grows through the eye, And blood jumps in the sun; Above the waste allotments the dawn halts.

O Nature, gracious mother of us all, Within thy bosom myriad secrets lie Which thou surrenderest to the patient eye That seeks and waits.

Lion, lion golden spunin savannahs of the sun, What immortal eye, or handweaves beasts from dreams, sews sky to land?

See men for miles around give nature what she needs, rivers and rivers and rivers of it. You exhale with perfecthappiness. Nature turned you down in high school. Now you can come in her eye.

I recalled my father-in-law's aphorism "To fool a judge, feign fascination, but to bamboozle the whole court, feign boredom..." & I pretended to extract a speck from my eye.