Quotes About Gaze

Walang maitutugon ang wika sa tanong ng pag-ibig buhat sa isang sulyap na kumikislap o palihim. Sa halip, sumasagot ang ngiti, ang halik, o ang bugtonghininga.

Walang maitutugon ang wika sa tanong ng pag-ibig buhat sa isang sulyap na kumikislap o palihim. Sa halip, sumasagot ang ngiti, ang halik, o ang buntonghininga.

I see, I tell him, looking from him to Rachel and again to him. Then I turn to look for what it is we're supposed to be seeing.

Leafpool glanced at Jayfeather, amusement flashing in her gaze. "That might not go down too well in the medicine den.

Leaf was staring down into shadow, and Thunder followed his gaze. The land dropped away into a small ravine. Moonlight pooled at the bottom, lighting a clearing ringed by bracken and trees.

She gazed at the moon

Graystripe padded toward Dovewing. Sympathy filled his warm amber gaze. "They must be very handsome," he meowed softly.

The heavier the burden, the longer they look at you. And Miss Julie looked at me a long, long time.

ojos grandes y una mirada grande de esos ojos y una pestaña que se desnuda con una penetrante luz abierta. (¡Ah,

I seek to cast an incorruptible gaze on women, especially where they are the accomplices of men.

Im Zustand der gefüllten Samenblase sieht der Mann in jedem Weib Aphrodite.

He stood back smiling while they shook hands and murmured politely, and Amelia, meeting the Dutchman's sleepy gaze, had a sudden strange feeling, as though everything had changed; that nothing would ever be the same again; that there was no one else there, only herself and this giant of a man, still staring at her.

From heart to heart a heartbeat staggers, looking for a haven. Bereft. It is easier to enter heaven than to pass through each others' eyes

la pupilla spenta che intravide tra le palpebre malchiuse lo bollò come d'un marchio di fuoco.

Et elle était ravissante à voir, avec son regard où tremblait une larme, comme l'eau d'un orage dans un calice bleu.

You only have to look at the Medusa straight on to see her. And she's not deadly. She's beautiful and she's laughing.

A soft noise from the woman on the bed pulled him free of his thoughts. Even as he straightened up to look at her face, her eyes opened. Cathal drew his breath in so sharply he nearly choked. Her eyes were the most beautiful eyes he had ever gazed into. They were an enticing mixture of blue and green, the color growing more dramatic as the haze of unconciousness fled. As

When I looked into her eyes, I could see forever

He looks deep into my eyes and I see clarity, or maybe that is one of the things we make ourselves believe at the end. A final false comfort.

Gerard moved into the room. The man named Titus pinned him down with his eyes. Gerard sat. Another man, what one might call a hippie, entered the room. He wore a colorful dashiki, a knit cap, and pink-tinted glasses.

The eye is the window of the human body through which it feels its way and enjoys the beauty of the world.

You, sir, are a scoundrel. As if he'd heard her thought, he glanced her way. Their gazes held, a pair of miscreants recognizing each other in a roomful of upstanding people.

He looked at her as if he hadn't seen her in a very long time. Or perhaps, as if he might never see her again, and must memorize her features one by one.

Perplexed, I tried to avert his gaze and the piercing effect it had, not only on my own eyes but on my entire body. What is happening?