Quotes About Staring

I was too young then to see that she was staring into the great mystery just as intently as her sisters, her gorgeous, brown and white, philosophic sisters.

As I sat in my chair, her gaze followed me. I adjusted the fit of my headset and paused when I realized she was staring. She liked looking at me.

Then he just stood there [naked] in front of me and I kept on staring at him. The only thing I could think of was turkey neck and turkey gizzards and I felt very depressed.

Then he just stood there in front of me and I kept on staring at him. The only thing I could think of was turkey neck and turkey gizzards and I felt very depressed.

I was more conscious of being stared at on the balcony than of the typewriter in front of me. Now

Under the penitential gates Sustained by staring Seraphim Where the souls of the devout Burn invisible and dim.

So this was the reverse of dazzling Nauset. The flip of the coin - the flip of an ocean fallen Dream-face down. And here, at my feet, in the suds, The other face, the real, staring upwards.

Jacob: "Let her stare." Terra: "What?" Jacob: "Yeah most of the starers are just curious. Smile back. That's what I used to do.

He sat staring at the door for a long time. He wasn't wearing a hat, which meant he had to just be himself. The true him, the one that knew this pain. They'd ridden together on many a dusty path. This pain had been his invisible friend since childhood. The pain of knowing what he really was. The pain of being worthless.

cottage was a cat, staring at him with watchful eyes. He had the impression it was the same cat as he had killed in his fury. He despised the supernatural. Human beings worked constantly to make their gods unnecessary.

Even when I get on airplanes, very often, as I walk down the aisle, I notice a lot of people staring or whispering. I recognize the fact that yes, to a lot of people, I will always be that 14-year-old girl who was kidnapped and who was held captive.

We have thirty people on staff, including several part-timers, and I believe everyone has seen her at least once. It was very frightening at first. As I said, she tended to favor the end of the afternoon, and at this time of year, it's often dark by four. It was very disconcerting to be looking for a book in the stacks and then to look up and see her standing at the end of the aisle. Staring at you. With her feet a few inches above the floor or her ankles sinking into it.

I'm also staring at the fortune cookie. Its got a lot of blood on it and I shrug and say, as jovially as I can, Oh, you know me.

I sat there silently, staring at him, and immediately ordered a third martini, one more than I usually drink.

Imperial man," said Turok, stepping forward from the shade, "what is it you see when you stare out onto the desert like that?" Kynes answered without looking at him. "I see limitless possibilities.

There was a lull. Sammy was staring across the room at George Opdyke, the three-time Pulitzer Prize winner. I was about to say he was lost in thought, but Sammy was never really lost, and he never actually thought, for that implied deep reflection. He was figuring. Miss Goldblum edged her undernourished white hand into his. Sammy played with it absent-mindedly, like a piece of silverware.

They were probably descended from people who learned that if you look too hard at anyone on horseback you receive a sharp stinging sensation such as might be obtained by a stick around the ear. Not looking up at people on horseback had become hereditary. People who stared at people on horseback in what was considered to be a funny way never survived long enough to breed.

Roland was staring at Tiffany, so nonplussed he was nearly minused.

Achilleus started awake, staring,        and drove his hands together, and spoke, and his words were sorrowful:        Ã¢â'¬Å"Oh, wonder! Even in the house of Hades there is left something,        a soul and an image, but there is no real heart of life in it.

A man can't pass on, like a mother could, an awareness of your body, or sensuality, or what it means to be a woman. I was never taught what femininity was. I learnt it - or rather I invented it - on my own. I tended not to talk at all, if people were staring at me.

This girl just kept staring at me, and I was like, 'What in the world is wrong with her?' That's when I knew, this YouTube thing is something.

Varian was sitting in a chair beside the fire, in Finnigin's room. He was staring into the flames, his fingers steepled against his lips, his long legs thrust out onto the hearth. The gems upon his fingers glittered darkly, and his trembling hair gleamed like fluid. When Finnigin saw him there, he was aware of the force of Varian's attractiveness. It seemed to be dangerous, like a weapon, or a lie.

You're not exactly a bag of spanners, and certain male bits have a mind of their own, and can you please stop staring at me like I'm a sex offender.

There is nothing you can imagine that is quite as soulful as the eyes of a mini-dachshund staring up at the popcorn bowl to inspire an unendurable case of guilt.