I think the whole under-eye-bag thing is hereditary, and I just got lucky.
There's honesty embedded everywhere when you see the world through the eyes of a child.
Hell, covering all with its gloomy vapors, has cast shadows on even the holiest eyes.
The eyes are the windows of your soul, and when you're acting, they're one of your most important instruments. Especially for close-ups!
When I close my eyes to draw I always think Chicago in 1975.
Nothing and no one is perfect. It just takes a good eye to find those hidden imperfections.
Dark hair on a white pillow, an ache inside, his face a reflection in her eye.
There is nothing to save, now all is lost, but a tiny core of stillness in the heart like the eye of a violet.
Measurements "are never enough. The artist's eye and desire to breathe life into the subject must be the deciding factors.
A good writer sees the world, not through his own eyes, but through his reader's mind.
...did you know that in your eyes there are bright flecks of green and orange - and that they are lovely?...
It's all fun and games 'till someone loses an eye, then it's just fun you can't see.
Why watch someone kissing when people really close their eyes when they kiss?
The story of life is quicker than the wink of an eye, the story of love is hello and goodbye...until we meet again
The story of life is quicker than the blink of an eye. The story of love is Hello and Goodbye. Until we meet again.......
It's very hard to put forth a film that's about love and the joy of love and for it not to be patronising and not make people nauseous or make them roll their eyes.
You know how you're supposed to choose between playing up your eyes or your lips? I always choose lips. I love the drama.
The question of how the eye works - that is, what happens when a photon of light first impinges on the retina - simply could not be answered at that time.
I was raised to sense what someone wanted me to be and be that kind of person. It took me a long time not to judge myself through someone else's eyes.
I'm seeing the world partially through the eyes of a kid. Not all the time. There's no black and white to it. But sometimes I'm seeing it like I'm 4.
For once you have tasted flight you will walk the earth with your eyes turned skywards, for there you have been and there you will long to return.
