Susan stared at him. The blue glow in Death’s eyes gradually faded, and as the light died it sucked at her gaze so that it was dragged into the eye sockets and into the darkness beyond… …which went on and on, for ever. There was no word for it....
Then he laughed, and the sound was a comfort to her, and she fought against the and silver lights that shown in his eyes, and lost. When he spoke his voice was soft. "And now I'm wondering," he said, "how it is you don't realize your eyes ensnare me,...
I think, that you can meet someone one day, who possesses the eyes you never had but always needed; the vision to see backwards and forwards and all around, the other wing that you need to complete your flight. And I think it can just happen, suddenl...
To suppose that the eye with all its inimitable contrivances for adjusting the focus to different distances, for admitting different amounts of light, and for the correction of spherical and chromatic aberration, could have been formed by natural sel...
I stroked Eric's hair, tucking some behind his ear. His eyes on mine were intent, and I knew he was waiting for me to speak. "I wish," I said, "I could save orgasms in a jar for when i need them, because I think I had a few extra." Eric's eyes widene...
I hold my finger up to his lips. He flicks his eyes down to look at it. "You're absolved," I tell him. He brings his eyes back up to mine. There's no fucking way he knows what that word means. That's a word I dream someone will say to me. So I put it...
Blake smiled while greeting him and turned to introduce me to his friend from Camp Lejeune. Blake made the formal introductions while I studied the two distinguished men. I liked the way they both carried themselves in a dignified manner with confide...
Tyler Fitzgerald: Uh... Just a minute. I... I cahhn't see. Ding Bell: What? Tyler Fitzgerald: Something's happened to my eyes. I-I-I cahhn't - I cahhn't see. Ding Bell: You cahhn't see? He cahhn't see. Benjy Benjamin: Must be an eye cold. Tyler Fitzg...
Bryce Loski: When she walked out of the door, I felt back to the first time I saw her. How could anybody, ever, have wanted to run away from Juli Baker? Juli Baker: He looked at me with those eyes, those once again dazzling eyes. And I knew that Bryc...
Seamus Finnigan: Eye of rabbit, harp string hum, turn this water into rum. [he checks the goblet, then tries again] Seamus Finnigan: Eye of rabbit, harp string hum... Harry: What's Seamus trying to do to that glass of water? Ron: Turn it to rum. Actu...
Peter Warne: Just keep your eye on that thumb. [sticks out his thumb to hitch a ride, the car wizzes past] Ellie Andrews: Still got my eye on the thumb. Peter Warne: Something must have happened. I'll try number 2. Ellie Andrews: Well, wake me up whe...
Nemo age 5: Everything we see exists, we can see it. I can see mommy's eyes, but I can't see my eyes. The little baby can see his hands, but he cannot see himself. So, does he really exist? Do I really exist? Nemo's Mother: [appears from behind a she...
Martha, Stalker's daughter: I love your eyes, my darling friend, Their play so passionate and bright'ning, When a sudden stare up you send, And like a heaven-blown lightning, It'd take in all from end to end But there's more that I admire: Your eyes ...
[trying to coerce his son to get down from jumping off the roof] Max Berman: I'll gouge your right eye out with my thumb, I shit you not, you little freak! Now, will you get down here? I'm gonna punch you in the eye till it turns to jelly! I'll stab ...
Her caramel skin and curly beach sand hair spreads in wavy chops like the choppy storm waves on the ocean. Her fluffy rose colored lips glisten with eyes emerald green and almond shaped set deep into her face and yet when she looks at you with those ...
My father nodded. His nod was for me. Different. But not different at all. My father understood. Maybe he had known. Maybe he hadn't. It didn't matter anymore. He understood. I knew he understood, just from his nod, just from his eyes on mine, making...
If anyone views himself as being totally perfect in the actual sense of the word, he is undoubtedly imperfect in God's eyes. For the thought alone is one of presumption, impurity and imperfection. One may rightly strive for perfection pertaining t...
To the jaded eye, all vampires seem alike, but they are wonderful in their versatility. Some come to life in moonlight, others are killed by the sun, some pierce with their eyes, others with fangs, some are reactionary, others are rebels, but all are...
Statism ends with an eye roll.
Reality is in the mind of the eye.
The splinter in your eye is the best magnifying-glass available.
