Behold the iguana puffing itself out to make itself a man!
Adventure, like beauty, is very much in the eye of the beholder.
Landscapes we must owe something to the eye of the beholder.
I think sometimes negative campaigning, like so much, is in the eye of the beholder, and I don't think we'll ever get rid of it.
Sexiness is all in the eye of the beholder. I think it should be. Absolutely. My sex appeal, whatever it might be, isn't obvious... at least to me.
All in the eye of the beholder - Some of the most destructive forces in the world (Fire & Water), can also have the power of beauty.
The theatre is supremely fitted to say: 'Behold! These things are.' Yet most dramatists employ it to say: 'This moral truth can be learned from beholding this action.'
The perfect human being is uninteresting. — Joseph Campbell
People often say that 'beauty is in the eye of the beholder,' and I say that the most liberating thing about beauty is realizing that you are the beholder. This empowers us to find beauty in places where others have not dared to look, including insid...
Behold a worthy sight, to which the God, turning his attention to his own work, may direct his gaze. Behold an equal thing, worthy of a God, a brave man matched in conflict with evil fortune.
Mitt Romney privatizes the gains from his enterprises, but spreads the costs to the rest of us. Seems that 'free stuff' is in the eye of the beholder.
The beauty of the human soul Is not the pretty face. It’s found within the heart and hands Of those who look — and stay.
Because the human experience involves loss, we need to feel it, express it, and then release it. Only then do we achieve healing.
I guess it all depends on whom you ask and when you ask. Race, I've learned, is in the eye of the beholder.
Beauty lies in the LIES of the beholder!
Beauty is in the heart of the beholder.
First, love one another very deeply, and don’t be ashamed to express your love openly and often. Also, enjoy one another, and guard zealously your time together so as to enjoy it to the fullest extent.
Celaena opened her arms wide, Goldryn burning bright in one hand. “Behold my power, Maeve. Behold what I grapple with in the deep dark, what prowls under my skin.” Celaena exhaled a breath and extinguished each and every flame in the city. The po...
Great music is in the ear of the beholder.
Most beauty lies in the LIES of the beholder!
Beauty is often worse than wine; intoxicating both the holder and beholder.
