Quotes About Gaze

My heart immersed in the depths of your eyes.

Si alguna vez un rostro ha podido expresar la muerte, si una mirada es capaz de matar, aquel rostro, aquella mirada, se hallaban ante nosotros.

A shadow charmer enjoys brotherhood with the creatures of the night. His emotions cannot be manipulated. Nothing escapes his gaze. He hears and comprehends the secret languages of darkness.

There is an idea of a Patrick Bateman, some kind of abstraction, but there is no real me, only an entity, something illusory, and though I can hide my cold gaze and you can shake my hand and feel flesh gripping yours and maybe you can even sense our lifestyles are probably comparable: I am simply not there.

Gaze into the fist of Dredd!

Muchas religiones han intentado hacer grandes estatuas de sus dioses, con la idea, supongo, de hacernos sentir pequeños a nosotros. Pero, si ése era su objetivo, ya pueden quedarse con sus míseros íconos. Para sentirnos pequeños basta con que levantemos la mirada

Their gazes met. His eyes swept her in a velvet caress, uncertainty stamped on his features. The night loomed between them, as dark and impenetrable as his eyes. Rowena had to look away. She forced herself to remember how he had used his body and her need as weapons to weave a punishing net of pleasure.

Although she struggled against him, it took very little effort for him to turn the primitive weapon and bring the point of it to bear against his chest. If you honestly believe I'm some sort of monster, he rasped, his gaze as fierce as she had ever seen it, then go ahead and drive it home. My heart hasn't been my own from the first moment I laid eyes on you, so you might as well finish the job.

I don't know what was more exhausting—being forced to spew out overwrought poetry for hours on end or having that little girl gaze at me all night as if I hung the moon." A wry smile touched Adrian's lips. "Didn't you?" "No," Julian retorted, lifting the decanter to the sky in a mocking toast. "Only the stars.

The little dragon turned on Vimes a gaze that would be guaranteed to win it the award for Dragon the Judges would Most Like to Take Home and Use as a Portable Gas Lighter.

Susan stared at him. The blue glow in Death's eyes gradually faded, and as the light died it sucked at her gaze so that it was dragged into the eye sockets and into the darkness beyond… …which went on and on, for ever. There was no word for it. Even eternity was a human idea. Giving it a name gave it a length; admittedly, a very long one. But this darkness was what was left when eternity had given up. It was where Death lived. Alone.

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She met his gaze, and what she saw in his eyes scared her, because at that instant she saw both possibility and heartbreak. She was ready for neither.

fierce-looking, a coal-eyed brunette with a gaze direct as lasers. She

Light knows when you're looking at it.

I see you." You always did, I thought, watching sparks dance in his eyes.

hmmm. Didn't they say a man's feet echoed the size of his manhood? Of its own accord, her gaze darted up Gregor's leg to where his deliciously tight breeches caressed his- "Knife." She blinked, her gaze jerking up to his face, her skin flushing. Please, God, don't let him know what I was thinking. "Knife." he said again. "Knife?" she repeated dumbly. "Good god, Oglivie. I will need a knife if I'm to cut these vegetables.

So how did he look at me?" "Like it was his birthday and you were the cake.

As I moved deeper into the room, his gaze dropped to my feet, and worked its way back to my face. I was wearing faded jeans, boots, and a snug pink Juicy T-shirt I got on sale at TJ Maxx last summer that said I'm a Juicy girl. "I bet you are," he murmured.

Barrons had just given me the most carnal, sexually charged hungry look I'd ever seen in my life, and I was pretty sure he didn't even know he had done it.

His heavy-lidded gaze reflected a languor that had nothing to do with having just awakened, and there was no doubt what was on his mind. But this is no safe cherry picker, Gwen thought, growing more concerned by the moment. This man looks like a cherry tree chopper-downer.

I flash him number seventeen of my thirty-five Looks of Death.

Your pretty college boy isn't so pretty anymore." "He isn't my pretty college boy." Our gazes locked. "But I still think he's pretty pretty," I said, just to antagonize him. See you in bed with him like I saw in the Silvers, I'll kill him. I blinked. I did not just see that in Barrons' eyes.

Hawk?" He gazed up at her, still crouched on the floor, ready to pounce if she so much as moved an inch.