Quotes About Gaze

I looked up and met the saddest eyes I've ever seen. His eyes were like a hole that I fell into. I could see every emotion passing through his mind. I could see hope, yet the emotion that stood out the most, hurt led me to his his heart, his poor broken heart...

Though my love for you is infinitesimal, your eyes are as dewey as any old decimal.

The sun flitered in through the small, dirty windows, catches his eyes. They are brown, ordinary, but the way he looks at me—no one has ever looked at me like he does. He looks at me like he sees something. Someone. Me. "All right," he says, and puts his hands behind his head. "Go ahead.

Sus ojos eran la guerra.

She had to laugh. "You're making me hungry." "Me, too." His gaze locked with hers, making it clear it wasn't just barbecue he was hungry for.

Are you trying to seduce me?" He shook his head slowly, his gaze never leaving hers. "I have a rule. I never get involved with anyone connected to a story I'm working on...." "This rule of yours?" she asked. "How many times have your wanted to break it?" "A few times I was tempted." "And how many times have you broken it?" When he spoke, his voice sounded rough with emotion. "Never.

A gentleman would leave." He chuckled at that, his gaze locking with hers. "You and I are way past that, Annie.

You have the most incredible eyes. I feel as if I can look into your soul." Sid shivered. "Don't look too closely.

I knew that there was a great deal of depth and life that was sitting just beyond my mother's gaze.

Lirael didn't answer either question. She just looked at him, waiting for him to talk. He met her gaze at first, then faltered and looked away. There was something unnerving about her eyes. A toughness he had never seen in the young women he knew from the debutante parties in Corvere. It was partly this that made him talk, and partly a desire to impress her with his knowledge and intelligence.

Both of them often turned to gaze at Sabriel.

Wickedness also resides in the gaze that perceives itself as innocent and surrounded by wickedness.

That quiet mutual gaze of a trusting husband and wife is like the first moment of rest or refuge from a great weariness or a great danger - not to be interfered with by speech or action which would distract the sensations from the fresh enjoyment of repose.

If a princess in the days of enchantment had seen a four-footed creature from among those which live in herds come to her once and again with a human gaze which rested upon her with choice and beseeching, what would she think of in her journeying, what would she look for when the herds passed her? Surely for the gaze which had found her, and which she would know again.

At last Godfrey turned his head towards her, and their eyes met, dwelling in that meeting without any movement on either side. That quiet mutual gaze of a trusting husband and wife is like the first moment of rest or refuge from a great weariness or a great danger—not to be interfered with by speech or action which would distract the sensations from the fresh enjoyment of repose.

Celia looked up at him like a thoughtful kitten.

She controlled herself by the help of an inward defiance, and without other sign of emotion than this lip-paleness turned to her play. But Deronda's gaze seemed to have acted as an evil eye. Her stake was gone.

What a wonderful phenomenon it is, carefully considered, when the human eye, that jewel of organic structures, concentrates its moist brilliance on another human creature!

Words are only painted fire; a look is the fire itself.

Enjoy the fashions, read the good articles, and when you feel threatened, turn your mental gaze inward, but keep your eyes on the road, or you won't know where you are going. Have a practice or discipline that lets you be in touch with your inner self, your soul.

A woman director is not obliged to make a feminist film. She can make what she wants, a thriller, an action film, a comedy, or whatever, but hopefully, she will be informed by a gaze that is female.

Moved even as I turn in fresh despair from this suffering self I gaze at the moon as the year ends

Semblen els ulls de Iocasta, multiplicats innombrables i potents, que esperen des del misteri.

Stand to face me beloved And open out the grace of your eyes