Young Deborah: [to Noodles, reading the Torah] "My beloved is white and ruddy. His skin is as the most fine gold. His cheeks are as a bed of spices." Even though he hasn't washed since last December. "His eyes are as the eyes of doves. His body is as...
[Brad Jorgenson takes a small boulder and attempts to crush the skull of a dead Comanche warrior] Reverend Clayton: Jorgenson! Ethan: Why don't you finish the job? [shoots out the eyes of the Comanche warrior] Reverend Clayton: What good did that do ...
Kathy: You... you have a lot of very fine qualities. But... Joe Turner: What fine qualities? Kathy: You have good eyes. Not kind, but they don't lie, and they don't look away much, and they don't miss anything. I could use eyes like that. Joe Turner:...
Senior Ed Bloom: People needn't worry so much. It's not my time yet. This is not how I go. Will Bloom: Really? Senior Ed Bloom: Truly. I saw it in the eye. Will Bloom: The old lady by the swamp? Senior Ed Bloom: She was a *witch*. Will Bloom: No, she...
Are you still running that bar?” Maureen’s voice dropped to a shocked whisper on the last word and Hope rolled her eyes, working the pick through Maureen’s thick hair. “The Cue Club? Yes, ma’am, I am.” Angel leaned forward with her best d...
Close your eyes and picture it. Can you see it?" I nod, eyes closed. "Imagine it right there before you. its texture, shape, and color—got it?" I smile, holding the image in my head. "Good. Now reach out and touch it. its contours with the tips of ...
He leaned his head to me, his neck so close to my lips, I felt the heat coming off his skin. His breath was warm against my ear. His voice was a ragged snarl. "I miss you." This wasn't happening. "I worry about you." He dipped his head and looked int...
Can we get back to work now?" Haley asked, sounding innocent, but Zoe didn't miss the woman's lips twitching or the humor sparkling in her eyes. Something told her that this woman truly enjoyed torturing her husband. "For god sake's, my little grassh...
I could tell he wanted the best for me. Of course, he assumed that would be getting out. Everyone always thought that, not of what we had to go back to, at home. Maybe our parents had thrown away our mattresses. Maybe they'd told our siblings we'd be...
Eirik: I was trying to rob him. And he took my gun from me. And the gun was full of blanks. And he shot a blank into my eye. And now I cannot see from this eye ever again, the doctors say. Harry: Well to be honest it sounds like it's all your fault. ...
the sight of me is good for sore eyes
I didn't wait for Luck. I raced after it with a truck.
I didn't wait for Luck. I tore after it with a truck.
But only a leper shows its sins to the world.
The eyes of others my our prisons; their thoughts our cages.
Every act intends some good.
Lonely was much better than alone.
Holy crap! Was there a demon inside this guy?
5) The Eyes Are the Windows to Where the Soul Is Supposed to Be
What the eyes don't see, the heart can't feel.
For that was love, wasnt it--to burn bright in someone else's eyes?
