It was not a friendly game, and Jerry certainly did not have friendliness in his eyes. He had an extra mean streak that day. He was out of control and probably should have been ejected.
The stone will melt in tears, because I can’t remain closed to you forever. I can’t escape without being conquered. From the blue sky an eye will gaze down, to summon me in silence. I will receive death utterly at your feet.
When I look in the mirror, I see the ageing process at full pelt, the hairline in retreat, the bags under the eyes growing and darkening, that kind of thing. I suppose it would be easier if I weren't an actor, but I am fairly philosophical about it.
I crept in to find my father with pennies on his eyes - and looking closer I saw they were made of foil-covered chocolate. Of course I stole and ate them. Magical guilt? Tell me about it
Experience doesn't automatically come with old age. Nothing does - except "Carry bags underneath your eyes". A real experience comes by "Doing it , Learning from failures and again Doing it .... !" - Satish Kumar Ankala
If you don’t find the right set of eyes to see through your bull, you will always be surrounded by friends that will tell you white lies because they like your company and don’t want to ruin the evening.
Love Is what I’m feeling Oh love Is what I’m seeing In your eyes Oh there’s a way for two …….. Your love Is full of emotions Oh your sweet devotions Makes my heart Loves you more and more
Oh Lady lai Your love was meant for me I can hear your heart Beating wild tonight …………. My lady lai I’m out of mystery In your eyes The gates of paradise ………………..
She’s a beautiful girl Oh her love is fair Oh I’m lost in her eyes I’m hypnotized…… She’s the one for me I’m living in a magical dream Only by her side Too much fun tonight,,,,,,,,,,,,,
We made a commitment We'll never be apart I 'look in your eyes You'll listen to my heart We made a commitment Our love an eternal love I'll save your heart You will save mine tonight….
If I could give you one special ability in life it would be the gift of seeing yourself through the eyes of someone who loves you - Then you would realise just how amazing you truly are.
I'm not flying to the moon. But when I've talked to people who have been up, you can tell it's really special because without fail a very special light comes into their eyes and they appear to be very fulfilled in some way and very calm.
If men could learn from history, what lessons it might teach us. But passion and party blind our eyes, and the light which experience gives us is a lantern on the stern, which shines only on the waves behind us.
But the young sapper was already on his back, the rifle aimed, his eye almost brushing the beards of Noah and Abraham and the variety of demons until he reached the great face and was stilled by it, the face like a spear, wise, unforgiving.
Everything depends on whether we have for opponents those French tricksters or those daring rascals, the English. I prefer the English. Frequently their daring can only be described as stupidity. In their eyes it may be pluck and daring.
Muhammad introduced the concept of such Glorious and Omnipotent God in Whose eyes all worldly systems are pieces of straw. Islamic equality of mankind is no fiction as it is in Christianity. No human mind has ever thought of such total freedom as est...
The cup of life was poisoned forever, and although the sun shone upon me, as upon the happy and gay of heart, I saw around me nothing but a dense and frightful darkness, penetrated by no light but the glimmer of two eyes that glared upon me.
There, amongst the angry water was the glow of green eyes, hundreds of them encompassed the entire area...We were completely and totally surrounded. They all hung just below the water waiting for a sign to attack. There was no hope. We would all peri...
You can find Calcutta anywhere in the world. You only need two eyes to see. Everywhere in the world there are people that are not loved, people that are not wanted nor desired, people that no one will help, people that are pushed away or forgotten. A...
Fiction gives us empathy: it puts us inside the minds of other people, gives us the gifts of seeing the world through their eyes. Fiction is a lie that tells us true things, over and over.
Why are you dim when your face is so fucking pretty? When your eyes are bright enough to light up my whole damn world. Why?
