WIDE, the margin between carte blanche and the white page. Nevertheless it is not in the margin that you can find me, but in the yet whiter one that separates the word-strewn sheet from the transparent, the written page from the one to be written in ...
I don't see why you're not just going for this.' Dovey looked her in the eyes, in the mirror. 'You a rocket. You go for thing, Dellarobia. That is you. When did you ever not?' Dellarobia shut her eyes. 'When there was nothing out there to land on, I ...
Poetry rhymes, a song our souls need to nourish upon. Poetry is a drum, a sound our bodies wish to have. Poetry is organized, a reading our eyes wish to view. Poetry is refined, a structure our moral selves seek. Poetry is civil, instigating the worl...
There are men who put the weight of a coffin into their deliberations as they bargain for Cashmere shawls for their wives, as they go up the staircase of a theatre, or think of going to the Bouffons, or of setting up a carriage; who are murderers in ...
Concha would cry when she found out I was dead, she should have no taste for life for months afterward. But I was still the one who was going to die. I thought of her soft, beautiful eyes. when she looked at me something passed her to me. But I knew ...
When you get down to the bottom of it, only about half of what we remember really happened. We tend to modify things to make ourselves look better in our own eyes and in the eyes of others. Then, if what we did wasn't really very admirable, we tend t...
Oh, come on Em." He stopped walking and looked me in the eyes. His own were dark and shiny. "You know how I feel about you," he muttered. "I do?" He stepped closer and whispered, "When you're around, music plays in my head." My eyes welled. "Music," ...
Dr. Peter Venkman: Janine, any messages? Janine Melnitz: No. Dr. Peter Venkman: Any calls? Janine Melnitz: No. Dr. Peter Venkman: [Desperate] Any customers? Janine Melnitz: No, Dr. Venkman. Dr. Peter Venkman: Good job, isn't it? Type something will y...
Professor Moody: [points to a mirror in his office] That's my Foe-Glass. Lets me keep an eye on my enemies. When I see the whites of their eyes, it means they're right behind me. [a trunk in the office rocks violently, and a low moan comes from insid...
Chris Taylor: He killed him. I know that he killed him. I saw his eyes when he came back in. Rhah: How do you know the dinks didn't get him? You've got no proof, man. Chris Taylor: Proof's in the eyes, man. When you know, you know. You were there, Rh...
You speak of love but are you the love you speak of? I can tell the depth of somebody's faith by how far and broad their love stretches. If you lack in faith hit your knees and pray for it. It's not about just loving people who see eye to eye with yo...
Don’t turn your face away. Once you’ve seen, you can no longer act like you don’t know. Open your eyes to the truth. It’s all around you. Don’t deny what the eyes to your soul have revealed to you. Now that you know, you cannot feign ignora...
With eye and hand and breath and will.
We live in such an age of chatter and distraction. Everything is a challenge for the ears and eyes.
It may not be the best in someone else's eyes, but it's the best I can do.
A Twinkle In The Eye, Is an Angels Reflective Smile
I don't like to look a man in the eye.
Bologna is a deli meat for people with eyes.
I've generally got a good eye for design and proportion.
When I look into the future, it's so bright it burns my eyes.
