And when I speak, I don't speak as a Democrat. Or a Republican. Nor an American. I speak as a victim of America's so-called democracy. You and I have never seen democracy - all we've seen is hypocrisy. When we open our eyes today and look around Amer...
Chong said, "Do yourself a favor, Morg. Next time you're staring at a girl's boobs, look up. You'll be shocked to learn it, but there's going to be a face up there. Nose, mouth, eyes. And behind the eyes is an actual person." "Yes, Confucius, I know....
Dr. Sam Loomis: I met him, fifteen years ago; I was told there was nothing left; no reason, no conscience, no understanding; and even the most rudimentary sense of life or death, of good or evil, right or wrong. I met this six-year-old child, with th...
He came through the door howling, an axe arched high over his head. His eyes danced in madness, stuck fast on the two of them kissing, caught in their embrace and unaware of him. For a moment they went on, oblivious, untouched by the madman soon to c...
When Dax turned to her, those blue eyes that reminded her of the Aegean Sea pinning her, all thought process left her mind.
Eyes that are blind have no way to tell the loveliness of faces and features; eyes with no pupils have no way to tell the beauty of colored and embroidered silks.
Then the Skopamish showed up. Their chests heaving, rotting eyes like dull raisins in their skulls. Their eyes found mine like a witching wand seeking water.
What do you want to be then ?" He crooks a finger under my chin,aiming those mysterious slate blue eyes into mine."Unforgettable.
Weather out the storm in the island of tranquility to find inner peace.
I didn't want to remember...yet in remembering, it dawned on me - finally - just how far down God had reached to free me.
I once had a complete life - in love, in envy, in pains. Now, I was living a death. A peaceful, gorgeous, liberating death.
This is how you will remember that you are mine. Every painful touch, every aching hug, will remind you - that you are a slave - to me.
You are walking on thin ice - the ice of what remains of the trust between us - carrying the weight of immeasurable guilt.
I promise to keep you happy, safe, and in love - for as long as my heart wakes; and as much as you soul takes.
Advice!Nobody tells us how to be men. We just are." "That is probably why you make such a bad job of it.- Perrin and Egwene
The young man who stood there was the handsomest mad Rand had ever seen, almost too handsome for masculinity.
You can't give up. You can't ever give up. If you give up you might as well be dead.
The problem with loneliness is that, unlike other forms of human suffering, it teaches us nothing, leads us nowhere, and generally devalues us in our own eyes and the eyes of others.
Sometimes people did this, closed their eyes for a few seconds and imagined it gave them insights into what it was like to be her. Only, at the end, they could still open their eyes and see.
Her gaze met his, her blue eyes filled with confusion and terror – and love. If Julian hadn’t already been in love with her, that would have done it.
For sixteen years, I had seen just emptiness in those eyes. Her eloquent eyes had lost their expressiveness to destiny.
