So let my hands and my face make their way in this world, let my hungry eyes see, my tongue taste.
Confessions of an Ugly StepsisterWhat have you done?” Shadow asked her, his eyes alive with fear. “I dunno, but I wish I hadn't.
The Demons FibAn eye for beauty instead of bleakness might have lightened some of his load.
David Brainerd: May I Never Loiter On My Heavenly Journey