If you think your scars bother me, you're wrong. In my eyes, you're a hero. Your scars are just proof of that.
I fended them off as best I could while trying to shield my eyes but, tragically, I'd left my flamethrower in my other suit.
Harry," Bob drawled, his eye lights flickering smugly, "what you know about women, I could juggle.
Holy fellatio! You are standing there licking him up with your eyes! Do you freaking hear the old seventies porn music playing in your head?
Majid gave me a brief dazzling golden stare and then half-lidded his eyes again. I know when my life is being threatened.
I saw her face then, and I recognized something of myself in her expression. Her eyes flicked over the shelves, seeking possibilities for escape.
Peeling off my skin / leaving just my eyes behind / You see inside my head / Still know that you are mine.
Strange that grief should now almost choke me, because another human being's eye has failed to greet mine.
His ruby red rimmed moist eyes were two glasses of cranberry. He wore a cashmere sweater the color of Earl Grey tea...
Love the moment for its simplicity, it may give or take nothing from you, but in the blinking of an eye it will have change so many things forever.
...She says with that misty far-away look in her eyes. Like conjunctivitis.
I discovered that when one follows the artist's eye one sees unexpected treasures in so many seemingly ordinary scenes.
I'm only happy when I forget to exist. When just my eyes or my ears or my skin exist.
It’s less a matter of looking the other way than of closing our eyes to what we can’t stop from happening.
Don't kiss me", he said, looking into Natalie's eyes. There was a second's silence. "Let me kiss you. I'm old-fashioned that way.
It was his eyes. When you looked into them, you saw chained violence baring teeth and claws back at you.
You men have none of you any hearts.' 'If we have not hearts, we have eyes; and they give us torment enough.
She scowled at him until a light appeared in her intelligent eyes, as if she had had an epiphany. "Are you an illegal alien?
I was doing well enough until you came along and kicked my stone over, and out I came, all moss and eyes.
With my eyes closed, I would touch a familiar book and draw its fragrance deep inside me. This was enough to make me happy.
Humanity is the higher meaning of our planet, the nerve that connects this part of it with the upper world, the eye it raises to heaven.
