Behind His Eyes Quotes

#1. He had to keep busy; he had to keep moving so that the sinews connected behind his eyes did not slip loose and spin his eyes to the interior of his skull where the scenes waited for him.

Leslie Marmon Silko

#2. The captain glares down at me, his lip curled in irritation at my insolence, and something dark, something cold and dangerous, moves behind his eyes. In that moment, I do not doubt him. In that moment, I believe wholeheartedly he is who he claims to be.

Lisa Maxwell

#3. I feel like there is something about having a copacetic world POV that helps in making a comedy. Like, David Wain has such a particular way of looking at the world. It helps when everyone can see behind his eyes, you know?

Kathryn Hahn

#4. A lot of people say, 'I always knew Lucky Luciano as a very smooth, very elegant, very powerful man.' All the accounts of him as an older man were that he was very genteel but he still had the look of smothered violence behind his eyes.

Vincent Piazza

#5. I've never seen anyone cry like this. Quiet but gushing, a faucet behind his eyes mysteriously turned on.

Gayle Forman

#6. I could see tall ideas standing up behind his eyes.

Walter Kirn

#7. Behind his eyes was emotional pain because I had hurt him. I was in pain because he had crossed me. "Boss,

Jessica N. Watkins

#8. Richard began to understand darkness: darkness as something solid and real, so much more than a simple absence of light. He felt it touch his skin, questing, moving, exploring: gliding through his mind. It slipped into his lungs, behind his eyes, into his mouth ...

Neil Gaiman

#9. I pushed against him but he held me tight.
'You're delusional' I said.
'I'm the delusional guy whose going to keep you alive'
There was a fire behind his eyes. I set my jaw.
'You're the delusional guy who killed me in the first place

Brodi Ashton

#10. The fiery tickle of outrage burned up her throat. "How the hell would you know that when you never gave me a chance?"
Something dark and scorching flickered behind his eyes. "Because no other girl has ever made me want to forget all my own rules for them.

Airicka Phoenix

#11. Gansey sat behind the wheel, wearing both his Aglionby uniform and an electric expression that startled Blue. It was wide-awake and glittering, a match struck just behind his eyes. She'd seen this vivid Gansey before, but usually only when they were alone.

Maggie Stiefvater

#12. He had the feeling that there was something physically behind his eyes, blocking the light.

Jeffrey Eugenides

#13. And in the bloodlit dark behind his eyes, silver phosphenes boiled in from the edge of space, hypnagogic images jerking past like a film compiled of random frames. Symbols, figures, faces, a blurred, fragmented mandala of visual information.

William Gibson

#14. It was like he had whole worlds behind his eyes.

Danielle Paige

#15. And it was only as he rose from the bed, his body illuminated by the colored lights of the city, that I caught the glint of calculation behind his eyes, a cold, blank set to his face. His shadow self, and not a nice one.

Jennifer Egan

#16. Behind the tough, scary act, his eyes were begging me to stay and love him unconditionally.

Kirsty Moseley

#17. Hilary peered over her shoulder at Cam, letting her eyes lazily take him in, "See you soon, tiger."
They both watched as the door closed behind her.
Cam made a moaning sound with a wild expression across his face. "She's going to be fun to tame.

Stacey O'Neale

#18. There was nothing common about him, first impressions be damned. Behind those spectacles lurked something feral and untamable. He hadn't moved from his chair, and yet she felt a little tickle in her palms. A catch in her breath. His eyes were too sharp, his expression far too even.

Courtney Milan

#19. Such a dark green, his eyes. They reminded her of the forest, of all the dangers lying dormant behind that verdant cloak of leaves.

Nenia Campbell

#20. The old man asked again. "When I'm gone." His eyes blinked from behind his glasses. His neatly trimmed beard was gray, and he stood slightly stooped. Are you dying? I asked. "Not yet," he said, grinning. Then why - "Because I think you would

Mitch Albom

#21. There's always pain behind the fame. Fame which I never asked for. Being in the spotlight has its fair share of disadvantages. I leaned back and fixed my eyes on the stereo and this time his hands were shivering. I wondered what would happen if Tinie Tempah boarded his taxi. He would die!

S.A. David

#22. I love you!" he shouted, his eyes glowing laser green.
"I love you, okay? I'm not some hopeless retard you pull along behind you because you feel sorry for him! I love you and I'm going to prove it!

Lili St. Crow

#23. The beard was actually less Dumbledore, more Hemingway, but the eyes behind the lenses of his glasses were a brilliant shade of blue that naturally suggested a man who could cast runes and speak to trees. Harper

Joe Hill

#24. As a writer, you have to put yourself in service to the character, get behind their eyes by delineating the world where the character develops. You have to listen to the character and see him inside his certain world to know what conclusions he would draw.

Alice McDermott

#25. Listen carefully, and don't panic." With his eyes still on that wretched spot behind her, he slid his right hand slowly to the hilt of his saber.
"What am I not supposed to be panicking about?" she snapped. He was scaring her to death, the wretch, and probably for nothing!

Sabrina Jeffries

#26. His eyebrows arched under a single, pensive line and his eyes themselves were imprinted with deep sadness, behind which from time to time could be seen dark flashes of misanthropy and hatred.

Alexandre Dumas

#27. Michael (Jackson) was so shy, he'd sit down and sing behind the couch with his back to me while I sat with my hands over my eyes-and the lights off.

Quincy Jones

#28. It's the pressing on toward the goal that is important, not simply trying to look perfect or be perfect. And it's also important to forget what is behind us, because we cannot change our pasts. We can, however, look forward and fix our eyes on Jesus as we listen to His direction.

Michelle Anthony

#29. Through all this horror my cat stalked unperturbed. Once I saw him monstrously perched atop a mountain of bones, and wondered at the secrets that might lie behind his yellow eyes.

H.P. Lovecraft

#30. She was right that reality can be harsh and that you shut your eyes to it only at your peril because if you do not face up to the enemy in all his dark power, then the enemy will come up from behind some dark day and destoy you while you are facing the other way.

Frederick Buechner

#31. And he was hurting. She could see it in the set of his mouth, the darkness behind his light eyes.

Cassandra Clare

#32. You don't like people seeing you." My eyes met him then. "I beg your pardon?" His eyes roamed my fresh face. "You can't hide behind makeup. You can try, but you won't succeed. Not with me." He paused then said, "I see you.

Belle Aurora

#33. Ready to put your claws where your mouth is, or are you going to cringe behind the big boys and yip all day?"
His eyes flared yellow "Is that a challenge?"
"Yes it is.

Ilona Andrews

#34. The front door shut, leaving Alec sitting in the half-lit garden, alone. He closed his eyes for a moment, the image of a face hovering behind his lids. Not Jace's face, for a change. The eyes set in the face were green, slit-pupiled. Cat eyes.

Cassandra Clare

#35. Um. So ... Are we going to study?"
Jase slides his thumbs behind my ears, rubbing the hollow at their base. He's only inches from my face, still looking into my eyes. "You bet. I'm studying you.

Huntley Fitzpatrick

#36. One of the laudable by-products of the Freudian quackery is the discovery that lying, in most cases, is involuntary and inevitable
that the liar can no more avoid it than he can avoid blinking his eyes when a light flashes or jumping when a bomb goes off behind him.

H.L. Mencken

#37. You think you know someone by looking at his face but what can one face say about the thousand thoughts behind those eyes.

Marianne Wiggins

#38. I want to study the secrets tucked between his elbows and the whispers caught behind his knees. I want to follow the lines of his silhouette with my eyes and the tips of my fingers. I want to trace rivers and valleys along the curved muscles of his body.

Tahereh Mafi

#39. his eyes, he thought that in a few hours he, Lucrecia, and Fonchito would be crossing the skies, leaving behind the thick clouds

Mario Vargas-Llosa

#40. Damn it all to hell," he muttered, banging his socket wrench on the metal cart behind him. "Because," he began, shifting his eyes over at me, "because you took his word over mine.

Nicole Williams

#41. Claws grabbed his head from behind, curving round his face, serrated talons gouging into his eyes

Neil Davies

#42. He lifted his eyes. They were the color of the deepest heart of hurricane clouds, deeper blue than the sky behind him.

Laura Kinsale

#43. Beside me, Edward leaned foward intently, his eyes locked on the brawl. Then Emmett froze.
Jasper had him from behind, his teeth and inch from his throat.
Emmett cussed.

Stephenie Meyer

#44. Oh, it must be an epidemic,' the priest said; and his eyes were smiling behind his glasses.

Albert Camus

#45. A woman's orgasm," he began, his eyes drifting to a spot on the wall behind me, "is beyond beautiful. It's beyond sexy. It's one of those rare special, fleeting moments when life seems to make sense; my life seems to make sense, you know?" he finished, nervously searching my face for understanding.

Clara James

#46. Expecting his usual aloof expression, she saw instead that his smoky eyes were locked on her face and the walls that he usually hid behind were gone. There was something that looked almost like longing in his expression.

Kiki Hamilton

#47. The sun flitered in through the small, dirty windows, catches his eyes. They are brown, ordinary, but the way he looks at me - no one has ever looked at me like he does. He looks at me like he sees something. Someone.
Me.
"All right," he says, and puts his hands behind his head.
"Go ahead.

Elizabeth Scott

#48. Bluebell, you couldn't take me if I was blindfolded and had both hands tied behind my back."
"Bluebell?" Illium narrowed his eyes. "That's it, Barbarian.

Nalini Singh

#49. An attractive man of the dark, messy hair variety came around a corner and stopped short. He stared intently at her, his dark blue eyes mesmerizing. "Can I help you?" He slid behind the desk and

Cleo Peitsche

#50. So Tumpty tried hiding upside down, behind a pot plant, under a large cardboard box, with his eyes tightly closed.

Polly Dunbar

#51. Things seem more obvious behind the camera. Like the way Corgi keeps one eye on the game and the other on Happy. The way Yelp's hands are shaking and his eyes are shadowed, and the way Jorge watches him without seeming

Dot Hutchison

#52. Paco Fuentes, Mrs. Peterson says, pointing to the table behind Mary. The handsome young man with pale blue eyes like his mother's and smoky black hair like his father's takes his assigned seat.

Simone Elkeles

#53. Who were all these people, so many of them so brown? What was this ritual unfolding around him? I've never seen a German look as German as Clark did when he assessed his likely assessors. His eyes were like small blue coins behind his glasses.

Walter Kirn

#54. And now - Plato's words mock me in the shadows on the ledge behind the flames: ' ... the men of the cave would say of him that up he went and down he came without his eyes.

Daniel Keyes

#55. You yourself said there will be horrible consequences if she doesn't get what she wants. I am not worth starting a war over." His eyes brightened behind the spectacles. He looked young for a moment, almost giddy. "Actually, you are.

Marissa Meyer

#56. He must know he held a devastating piece of information in his hands. Somewhere behind those fathomless black eyes, his sharp mind was clicking away rapidly, trying to decide how best to use what he knew.

Cassandra Clare

#57. Your final hour," he said aloud, picturing the thousands of Muslims slaughtered during the Crusades. "At midnight you will meet your God." Behind him, the woman stirred. The Hassassin turned. He considered letting her wake up. Seeing terror in a woman's eyes was his ultimate aphrodisiac

Anonymous

#58. You're crazy," I whispered, attempting to tug my hand from Sebastian's grip.
"Crazy for you," he countered, leading me into his kitchen through the back patio
door.
"You're ridiculous." I rolled my eyes.
"Ridiculously infatuated with you," he revised, tugging me along behind him.

Julie Johnson

#59. Do you know why I love you?"
The intensity of his eyes changed. It didn't fade, it kept burning strong, just the emotion behind it shifted.
"Yeah," he replied. "Because I'm awesome."
"No," I whispered. "Because you're everything a man should be.

Kristen Ashley

#60. You could slap his wrist for saying it, but then he said it with his face, and you could spank him for making faces, but then he said it with his eyes, and there were limits to correction - no way, in the end, to penetrate behind the blue irises and eradicate a boy's disgust.

Jonathan Franzen

#61. I resisted the urge to sit and stare at Lend while he slept; when he dreamed, instead of his eyes moving behind his eyelids, his whole glamour shifted appearances like a stop-motion film. It was fascinating and wildly entertaining sometimes - also a bit freaky considering I showed up constantly.

Kiersten White

#62. He just stared at me, his eyes shining blank circles, and seemed to know exactly who it was, standing behind the juniper bushes. But he stayed quiet. He was a good dog. And I loved him.

Matt Haig

#63. Kirpal's left hand swoops down and catches the dropped fork an inch from the floor and gently passes it into the fingers of his daughter, a wrinkle at the edge of his eyes behind his spectacles.

Michael Ondaatje

#64. It was down in Jake's old barroom Behind the Patsies' park; Jake was settin' 'em up as usual And the night was agittin' dark. At the bar stood ole Verne Mackenzie, And his eyes was bloodshot red

Robert Coover

#65. Behind the door was where bad things happen. No matter how many blankets I used or extra pairs of panties I wore. None of it mattered. The monster always came. His face obscured in the shadows, partially hidden behind the cloak rack. Hot breath breathing over my face as soon as I closed my eyes.

Hannah Baston

#66. All day long he was docile, intelligent, good, Though sometimes changing to a darker mood. He seemed hypocritical, could tell better lies, in the dark he saw dots of colors behind closed eyes, clenched fists, put his tongue out at his elder brother.

Arthur Rimbaud

#67. Only one thing mattered: this was not a Horcrux. Dumbledore had weakened himself by drinking that horrible potion for nothing. Harry crumpled the parchment in his hand and his eyes burned with tears as behind him Fang began to howl.

J.K. Rowling

#68. His hand found her chin, gently tipping her face up to look at him. "Kitty."

"What?" She finally looked at him, exposing a vulnerability in her eyes that made his heart pound behind his ribs.

"Dibs.

Sarah Robinson

#69. I could see nothing behind that child's eye. 40
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one afternoon in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.

T. S. Eliot

#70. I pulled back and stared up into his eyes. "You're gettin' very deep on me."
Alec's hands gripped my behind. "I'll be getting very deep in you if you keep looking at me like that

L.A. Casey

#71. We always have something running in the back of our thoughts. What's running behind yours?
Right now I was thinking about how nice his eyes looked, but I'd shave my head before I admitted that.

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#72. Behind narrowed lids his eyes were ice, and they followed my every motion ...

Cara McKenna

#73. But the Count! Never did I imagine such wrath and fury, even to the demons of the pit. His eyes were positively blazing. The red light in them was lurid, as if the flames of hell fire blazed behind them. His face was deathly pale, and the lines of it were hard like drawn wires.

Bram Stoker

#74. Daniel murmured something like yes, he wouldn't miss it,but he was clearly distracted. He kept looking away from the woman. His eyes darted around the lawn, as if he sensed Luce behind the roses.
When his gaze swept over the bushes where she crouched,they flashed the most intense shade of violet.

Lauren Kate

#75. Jean-Claude gave a low theatrical bow, never taking his eyes from her. After you, my sweet. A lady should always walk before a gentleman, never behind.

Laurell K. Hamilton

#76. He sat there looking at her smiling and laughing, watching her hair fall over her eyes and she setting it back behind her ear, He turned away bowed his head down and smiled himself looking back at the sky.

Akshay Vasu

#77. He has a gentle voice and a quiet manner, but behind his twinkling blue eyes there lurks a capacity for furious wrath and implacable resolution, the more dangerous because they are held in leash.

Arthur Conan Doyle

#78. The bell from the restaurant doors chimed behind them and Blake walked out. He stopped beside Holiday. "Is everything okay?" He cut his gaze to Burnett.
Burnett, eyes ablaze, pulled Holiday to his side.
"That depends," said Burnett, "on how quickly you get your ass away from here.

C.C. Hunter

#79. He quickly left the room, and when he shut the door behind him he leaned his back against it, tilted his head back, and put his palms to his eyes before bowing his head. " ... That was too close," he murmured under his breath..

Madison Thorne Grey

#80. I couldn't shake Zander's beady red eyes or the noise of his pounding wings behind us. His hot breath and foul stench reached for us, but couldn't catch us as we soared above liquid green fields in the Realm Beyond.

Dianne Bright

#81. Festus just detected a large group of eagles behind us - long-range radar, still not in sight."
Piper leaned over the console. "Are you sure they're Roman?"
Leo rolled his eyes. "No, Pipes. It could be a random group of giant eagles flying in perfect formation. Of course they're Roman!

Rick Riordan

#82. Through our sunless lanes creeps Poverty with her hungry eyes, and Sin with his sodden face follows close behind her. Misery wakes us in the morning and Shame sits with us at night.

Oscar Wilde

#83. He loved not only her beauty, but that dim soul which he divined behind her suffering eyes. He would intoxicate her with his passion. In the end he would make her forget.

W. Somerset Maugham

#84. The leader sees things through the eyes of his followers. He puts himself in their shoes and helps them make their dreams come true. The leader does not say, "Get going!" Instead he says, "Let's go!" and leads the way. He does not walk behind with a whip; he is out in front with a banner.

Wilferd Peterson

#85. His eyes sparkled again, and in that instant I felt a strong urge to get up and leave him behind. I had been wrong to think what Sean and I had was special. He wasn't 'the one'. He couldn't be. 'The one' would never leave me behind.

J.C. Reed

#86. What are you, the boogey man?"

Strike three- her joke sucked. His eyes darkened, and he moved so close his shaggy bangs tickled her brow. She swallowed hard, staring up into his dangerously arctic eyes, drowning in the darkness reflected behind them.

"Yeah. Somethin' like that.

Amy Cook

#87. Anger. Infidelity. Death. Dark times - that's what these memories were. Ceony had passed through Emery's goodness and his hopes; it made sense to see his darkness, too. To see his hurts and his vices. To see the shadows cast behind those bright eyes.

Charlie N. Holmberg

#88. Please,' Neil shook the stinging fluid out of his eyes. Don't beg. You'll appear weak DO NOT BEG. 'Please, I'm begging you. Don't take my bike. It's all I have left and I ... I ...' he looked behind him in the direction of the city, 'I can't go back.

Teresa Schulz

#89. Romeo leaned forward and lifted my chin with his fingers. My eyes connected with his and this ... this current went through the room. His fingers slid from beneath my chin and tucked the hair behind my ear. "You're beautiful," he said, a hint of surprise in his tone.

Cambria Hebert

#90. Here, let me help." Owen grabbed a slice of toast with butter and jelly and held it up to her mouth.
She took a big bite. She looked up and found his eyes blazing, that odd light flickering faintly behind the blue and brown. "What could possibly be turning you on about this situation?

Laura Kaye

#91. And him, in that killer suit, his head bent, his eyes shielded behind his aviators. No comment, the caption says. But the finger says plenty.

Katy Evans

#92. The first show I ever saw was Meat Loaf, and it was on the Bat Out of Hell tour. Meat Loaf actually had a huge 20-foot bat behind him. Smoke came out of the bat's nose and his eyes glowed red - which is still one of the most mindblowing productions I've ever seen.

Simon Taylor-Davis

#93. His eyes were on my behind. And when caught? Didn't even have the decency to blush. Naughty boy.

Alice Clayton