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.
Shall any gazer see with mortal eyes, Or any searcher know by mortal mind, Veil after veil will lift--but there must be Veil upon veil behind.
I love you." Z squeezed his eyes shut. "Don't be a tragedy, Bella.
The eye--it cannot choose but see; We cannot bid the ear be still; Our bodies feel, where'er they be, Against or with our will.
I'm watching you, big boy, my eyes say, but his are closed so it's an optical monologue.
Why are you looking at me? His eyes search mine for several long seconds before he holds contact and whispers, " Because I like your face.
I'm supposed to hate you for what you did, I think. But her eyes linger on me in a way that refuses to let me.
Brambleclaw turned to Squirrelflight first. “Will you fight beside me?” Their eyes met for a long moment. “Always,” she meowed.
