Quotes of: Blue-eyes Keyword

Emma: Enjoying philosophy? Adèle: [laughs] I love it. It's incredibly enriching. Very interesting. Very deep. Orgasm precedes essence. Emma: Your grade better be good. Adèle: Give me a grade. Emma: Fourteen. Adèle: Fourteen? Just fourteen? Emma: [...

Blue Is the Warmest Color

Jack Twist: Ever notice how a woman'll powder her nose before a party starts, and the powder it again when the party's over? Why powder your nose just to go home to bed? Randall Malone: Don't know. Even if I wanted to know, couldn't get a word in wit...

Brokeback Mountain

As the rain hides the stars, as the autumn mist hides the hills, as the clouds veil the blue of the sky, so the dark happenings of my lot hide the shining of Your face from me. Yet, if I may hold Your hand in the darkness, it is enough. Since I know ...

Alistair Maclean

As Borges himself showed us in so many stories — "The Aleph", "The Garden of Forking Paths", "The Gift", "Blue Tigers", "Shakespeare's Memory" — a blessing is always a mixed blessing. As Borges noted sadly, he inherited a library, and blindness; ...

Love

My mother's death changed the alchemy of food. Holidays run together now like ungrooved rivers. I forget what they are for. I buy bakery goods. They look dead under the blue lights. I don't do anything the way she taught me but I get fat. I don't loo...

Love

It is still news to her that passion could steer her wrong though she went down, a thousand times strung out across railroad tracks, off bridges under cars, or stiff glass bottle still in hand, hair soft on greasy pillows, still it is news she cannot...

Love

Thinking has a quiet skin. But I feel the and of things inside it. Blue hills most gentle in calm light, then stretches of assail And ransack. Such tangles of charred wreckage, shrapnel-bits Singling and singeing where they fall. I feel the stumbling...

Love

You must be excessively hungry, Mr. Merritt,” she said graciously. Mademoiselle would have been so proud of her. “Perhaps you are not a morning person?” He smiled, finally bringing his devastating sky blue morning gaze fully upon her face. “I...

Love

I’m glad I see with my eyes and not the pages I’ve read.

The Collected Poems of Alberto Caeiro

He glanced up once, eyes bored. “Please stop talking. I’m trying to eat.

The Curse Girl

I am too rich already, for my eyes mint gold. -

Collected Poems

And Sir, it is no little thing to make mine eyes to sweat compassion.

Coriolanus

Although, in my defense, a nonblinking eye rape was rarely the kind of thing you just eased into.

Demons

Innovation is the art at the eyes of artist; the science at the mind of scientist; and the bridge between the art and science.

Digital Master

There is a shadow wherever there is light, but the mind can see what the eyes can't.

The Degenerate Tales of Decadent Minds

She abandoned herself to his whim, thinking it was to be an orgy of eyes and hands only.

Delta of Venus

My mind told me he most have had a weapon; my eyes saw none.

Dinner with a Vampire

People are rarely as attractive in reality as they are in the eyes of the people who are in love with them.

Every Day

Look at your eyes. You've got bigger bags than Louis Vuitton.

The Ex-Boyfriend's Handbook

These hands will never go away they will scoop you up at anytime anytime that you want to be loved

Eyes to Heaven

You have my life, My heart, My soul in your hands

Eyes to Heaven