1,434 Quotes About Eyes
- Author Stephen Mosley
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She had eyes that bore deep into his heart, bringing a sweet warm wave of assurance within; eyes that cradled him in the crisp black-and-white world on the other side of the picture, where life was, at least, beautifully lit.
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- Author Charlotte Brontë
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St. John's eyes, though clear enough in a literal sense, in a figurative one were difficult to fathom. He seemed to use them rather as instruments to search other people's thoughts, than as agents to reveal his own: the which combination of keenness and reserve was considerably more calculated to embarrass than to encourage.
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- Author Charlotte Brontë
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You would say you don't see it: at least I flatter myself I read as much in your eye (beware, by-the-by, what you express with that organ, I am quick at interpreting its language).
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- Author Eloise Dyson
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I’ve learnt that eyes don't change. No matter how old or beat up you get, your eyes stay the same.
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- Author Jessie Douglas Kerruish
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...his eyes lit up and glowed red against the dark bulk of it. A moment they remained so ... then they soared up, phosphorescently opalescent, with a predominance of red, like two sinful dead planets escaping from Hell.
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- Author Sharon Kay Penman
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He'd never seen one so vibrant, though, or so vividly compelling... those glowing green eyes sparkling with sunlight and curiosity and silent laughter, and when she glanced in Henry's direction, she held his gaze, a look that was both challenging and enigmatic... He was utterly certain that this was Eleanor of Aquitaine, and no less sure that the French King must be one of God's greatest fools.
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- Author Colleen Hoover
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I look back up at him, and he’s doing that unfathomable staring thing again. With eyes like his, that should be illegal.
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- Author Roseanna M. White
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Her eyes . . . they were much like her father’s. They carried within them a knowledge of the storms always rumbling and flashing on the horizon. An understanding of these times, the good and the bad. A . . . a seeing. He didn’t know what else to call it. Not a gathering of the facts, of the patterns that he sought. It was something different. Something he couldn’t name. But something that made him think she understood things he didn’t
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- Author Elizabeth Gaskell
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So much was understood through eyes that could not be put into words.
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