Burning Eyes Quotes

#1. Another dawn flung itself across the river; a belated taxi hurried along the street, its lamps still shining like burning eyes in a face white from a nights' carouse.

F Scott Fitzgerald

#2. Well, my type is obviously creative. Creative, with burning eyes and a pretty mouth.

Vanessa Paradis

#3. The burning eyes did not come back, but memories did, came flooding in. The words. Always the words. Divorce.

Gary Paulsen

#4. I closed my burning eyes, and buried my lips in her hair. "I want to terrorize you," I confessed. "I want to cut you without drawing blood. I want to break you." I pulled her into me. "And then I want to fuck you.

Penelope Douglas

#5. Even the deep, burning eyes seemed set amongst swollen flesh, for the lids and pouches underneath were bloated. It seemed as if the whole awful creature were simply gorged with blood. He lay like a filthy leech, exhausted with his repletion. I

Bram Stoker

#6. Something about him made her pause. When his eyes glittered back at her from the shadows, Ari felt his gaze on her with a jolt, like sun peering through the crack in a curtain, waking one with burning eyes and a groan. It wasn't unpleasant but it was unexpected and intense.

Samantha Young

#7. We start by sinking a barge," I decided. Then I blinked and looked at the Erlking. "Can we sink a barge?"
The shadow-masked Erlking tilted his head slightly to one side, his burning eyes narrowed. "Wizard, please.

Jim Butcher

#8. I've become a kissing addict. I think that's it. The buzzy feeling. Burning lips. The foggy eyes. Maybe i could kiss every good-looking guy here at school. Maybe even the good-looking male teachers. The thought warms me and troubles me at the same time.

Carol Lynch Williams

#9. He gripped her hard, forcing her to meet his eyes as he snarled, "I see you. I see every part of you. And I am not afraid."
I will not be afraid.
A line in the burning brightness.
My name is Aelin Ashryver Galathynius . . .
And I will not be afraid.

Sarah J. Maas

#10. Deep in my chest, a burning sensation emerges, as if any minute the suppressed panic that has been simmering is going to burst out. I squeeze my eyes shut again, for the pain has become unbearable. Another soft whimper escapes.

Kimberly Readnour

#11. Here then is the pattern in my carpet, the sense of the eternal mysteries, the eternal beauty hidden beneath the crust of common and commonplace things; hidden and yet burning and glowing continually if you care to look with purged eyes.

Arthur Machen

#12. Tally turned away. Five minutes was suddenly too long to stand here, eyes burning, unable to cry.

Scott Westerfeld

#13. With widened eyes she stumbled backwards, not able to take her gaze from the flames engulfing the wooden shed right in front of them, wrapping it into their embrace before taking it over. Black parts of smutted wood started to glow, welcoming the tongues of fire that devoured the shed inch by inch.

Jessica Werner

#14. They had found two of his uncle's men in the wood, slain, but the corpses had risen in the chill of night. Jon's burnt fingers twitched as he remembered. He still saw the wight in his dreams, dead Othor with the burning blue eyes and the cold black hands,

George R R Martin

#15. You dare glamour me? he growled, his violet eyes burning as they bore into my own. Lucien just pressed me harder into the wall.

Sarah J. Maas

#16. Stop!" I sent my open hand sailing and slapped Talbot across his face.
He let go of the spear and stared down at me-that rage burning in his eyes. Then he blinked and clutched his palm over the red hand-shaped mark I'd left on his face. "What was that for!"
"He submitted.Let.Him.Go.

Bree Despain

#17. From her hiding place in the brush, a young girl watched, her eyes wide with curiosity. There was a burning smell coming from the pit where flames crackled, sending sparks shooting high. Odd shapes had been carved in the trunks of the circling trees. The

Nora Roberts

#18. Bless you, daugher of man, Carter said, his eyes luminous and almost silver now. He leaned down and kissed my forehead. I closed my eyes and caught my breath. His lips were both burning hot and icy cold.

Richelle Mead

#19. Leave me in peace, let me sleep one night at least without my pillow being wet with tears, my eyes burning and my head throbbing

Anne Frank

#20. He looked up at the stars as the storm closed in and saw them extinguished, one-by-one, until just two remained. They glimmered and shone through gaps in the clouds like two great eyes in the darkness, burning on a demon's face that chased him across the sea.

Brooke Burgess

#21. I feel a pull on my arm, stopping me. Kyan slowly moves to stand in front of me. His eyes look deep into mine as if he's looking into my soul, burning himself into it, and ensuring that it will never forget him. "I love you, Calla." He swallows. "I have for a while now. So fucking much.

Victoria Ashley

#22. Half-sloshed mums're rolling their eyes at sun-pinked dads burning bangers on barbecues.

David Mitchell

#23. Sometimes a light glimmered out of the physician's eyes, burning blue and ominous, like the reflection of a furnace, or, let us say, like one of those gleams of ghastly fire that darted from Bunyan's awful doorway in the hill-side, and quivered on the pilgrim's face.

Nathaniel Hawthorne

#24. Fiercely guard the passions burning inside your heart, so that their flames can safely reach the highest ceilings of success without the eyes of envy.

Suzy Kassem

#25. ... but Charlie had seen love and prise flare in the brown eyes, burning away every trace of sadness and timidity. Rose Petch, she knew, would never abandon her child the way Charlie's mother had abandoned her. ... Charlie stood, trembling, torn nearly in two by jealousy and longing ...

Ellen Renner

#26. When you hear the word tear gas you think, well, your eyes will burn and that's it. But that whole feeling of your whole skin burning, that you can't breathe, you can't inhale, you feel suffocated - it's a very, very terrifying experience.

Haskell Wexler

#27. How close, Frost?"
"Real close, boss. I swear on my life."
Joker slowly looked up, eyes glistening with black hope. The fire in his madness was still burning.
"If you're going to swear, swear on something that matters.

Marv Wolfman

#28. I know," I whispered and when he blinked up, his familiar eyes looking past the surface, burning with everything I felt, I was sucked in, and all common sense was gone.

Theresa Paolo

#29. Bast looked at him incredulously."The whole world is burning down,"he said."Open your eyes.

Patrick Rothfuss

#30. Hunched forward, feeling his ears burning, his hands shaking. Tried to concentrate. Found his eyes flickering over sentences and phrases, retaining nothing. [Charles Meredith]

Stephen Lloyd Jones

#31. Her forehead fell to rest on the tile, her eyes burning, flooding, overflowing with the pain he seemed unable to express and she couldn't escape.

Catherine Mann

#32. At the moment when her eyes closed, when all feeling vanished in her, she thought that she felt a touch of fire imprinted on her lips, a kiss more burning than the red-hot iron of the executioner.

Victor Hugo

#33. We all have that burning question about what happens if we lose somebody we love, especially if we lose them tragically. We wonder what fear was going on, we wonder if we could have reached out and touched them, held their hand, looked in their eyes, been there.

Kevin Costner

#34. She laughed at herself for this fancy at first; but not possessing the sweet unconsciousness of those heroines who can live through three volumes with a burning passion before their eyes, and never see it till the proper moment comes,

Louisa May Alcott

#35. A man with a mouth like a mastiff, a brow like a mountain, and eyes like burning antracite - that was Dan'l Webster in his prime.

Stephen Vincent Benet

#36. A pentagram is burning
in your eyes
and soft, pale twists of wolfbane
squeeze your heart.
A grinding pain
is writhing in your thighs
the crunch of bones
proclaims the changes start.

Annette Curtis Klause

#37. Nick leaned forward, his eyes practically burning. Or maybe the rumor is true. Maybe you didn't kill him because you're in love with him.

Rachel Hawkins

#38. Avery slides on his glasses and opens his eyes again. "Dammit!" he says again with more feeling. "Why does stuff like this keep happening?"
"You say that as if it's a bad thing," Rob says, smirking.

Laura Kreitzer

#39. Saw in their eyes something I was to see over and over in every part of the nation - a burning desire to go, to move, to get under way, anyplace, away from any Here. They spoke quietly of how they wanted to go someday, to move about, free and unanchored, not toward something but away from something.

John Steinbeck

#40. His eyes were glowing egg yolks, burning Scut Farkus eyes to make your kidneys cringe.

Kevin Hearne

#41. Wind comes in, your candle tips over and flares up, and a loose tent-flap catches fire, and through the widening black-edged gap you can see the eyes of the howlers, red and shining in the light from your burning paper shelter, but you keep on writing anyway because what else can you do?

Margaret Atwood

#42. Can you not see [hope] burning in her eyes? Does it not make you want to look away when you have none to give in return?

Melina Marchetta

#43. The woman looked out at the madness of the world and dared to hope. Her eyes were burning coals of stars.

Rivera Sun

#44. When Daniel Boone goes by at night
The phantom deer arise
And all lost, wild America
Is burning in their eyes.

Stephen Vincent Benet

#45. But she bravely kept her eyes open; she was both lost and found in the soft, burning depths of his eyes.

Julie Anne Long

#46. I hate that she's hurt. I hate that she's been hurt, by me and by others, throughout the entire arc of her life. I barely remember pain, but when I see it in her I feel it in myself, in disproportionate measure. it creeps into my eyes, stinging, burning.

Isaac Marion

#47. Both his voice and eyes had the burning cold of alcohol. His strength no longer lay in his military experience or his knowledge of the map, but in his harsh, impetuous soul.

Vasily Grossman

#48. She made an inarticulate sound of distress at the sight that met her eyes. It was a fire, and it was the bookstore on the far side of the square that was burning.

Kaitlyn Dunnett

#49. Look at me and don't stop." He tightened his hands under my ass cheeks and started pumping into me. Hard. Deep. Punishing really but I didn't care. I wanted this from him as I stared into eyes burning blue fire at me. "Ethan!

Raine Miller

#50. His eyes are unfathomably sad as he lifts my chin. "Most people," Cain says, "are nothing but glimmers in the great darkness of time. But you, Helene Aquilla, are no swift-burning spark. You are a torch against the night - if you dare to let yourself burn." "Just

Sabaa Tahir

#51. The Whole World Knows By Now ... That Tibet is Burning. Even If We All Turn Our Eyes Blind To It ... The Fact Still Remains The Same ... That Tibet Is Being Destroyed! Humanity In Unity, Must Now Step Up To The Plate And SAVE Tibet!

Timothy Pina

#52. Dancy closes her eyes, remembering all the times that have been so much worse than this, all the horror and shame and sorrow to give her strength. The burning parts of her no one and nothing can ever touch, the fire where her soul used to be.

Caitlin R. Kiernan

#53. His burning gaze snags on my braid, following it across my shoulder and over the swell of my breast. As his eyes dip, his lips part, and his fingers twitch on his thigh. My

Amanda Bouchet

#54. Michael straightened. "I still married her, and I'd marry her again if I had it to do over." A simple statement, calmly and quietly delivered, but his eyes were burning with wrath.

Francine Rivers

#55. Leave me alone, let me have at least one night when I don't cry myself to sleep with eyes burning and my head pounding. Let me get away, away from everything, away from this world!

Anne Frank

#56. Hearts are like tapers, which at beauteous eyes Kindle a flame of love that never dies; And beauty is a flame, where hearts, like moths, Offer themselves a burning sacrifice.

Omar Khayyam

#57. Lee, apparently protected by an invisible Badass Shield, was simply standing in the middle of the mayhem, staring at the burning remains of the car. Luke, much like Lee, was standing smack in the chaos, pieces of car on fire all around him, and his eyes were on me.

Kristen Ashley

#58. A woman isn't all that different from a bonfire. A fire's a beautiful thing, right? Something you can't take your eyes off, when it's burning. If you can keep it contained, it'll throw light and heat for you. It's only when it gets out of control that you have to go on the offensive.

Jodi Picoult

#59. Against a wall a faded blonde woman - an exiled angel, the hints of beauty still lingering on her palewhite face - sits with blackoutlined eyes burning into the bar.

John Rechy

#60. Now that your eyes are open, make the sun jealous with your burning passion to start the day. Make the sun jealous or stay in bed.

Malak El Halabi

#61. I will wade out
till my thighs are steeped in burning flowers
I will take the sun in my mouth
and leap into the ripe air
Alive
with closed eyes
to dash against darkness
in the sleeping curves of my body

E. E. Cummings

#62. A layer of fine powder coats his skin.
"My lungs are turning to concrete," Rob wheezes, hacking and spitting.
"So are my eyes. How do I always get roped into these things?" Avery coughs and pats Rob's back in sympathy. A poof of dust billows from the contact.

Laura Kreitzer

#63. The Old Days, the Lost Days
in the half-closed eyes of memory (and in fact) they never marched across a calendar; they huddled round a burning log, leaned on a certain table, or listened to those certain songs.

Beryl Markham

#64. A tall man, thin and pale, with high nose and teeth so white, and eyes that seem to be burning. That he be all in black, except that he have a hat of straw which suit not him or the time.

Bram Stoker

#65. The old Galactic Prime sat silent, mouth compressed, eyes burning like far volcanoes. At his feet the new Prime, Lord of Two Billion Suns, found a dead leaf, put it into his mouth, and began to chew. Afterword

Jack Vance

#66. I'd forgotten that human minds are easy to shatter as eggshells," Rhysand said, and ran a finger across the base of my throat. I shuddered, my eyes burning. "Look at how delighful she is - look how she's trying not to cry out in terror. It would be quick, I promise.

Sarah J. Maas

#67. You goin' out with Mick tomorrow night?" Jake growled, his eyes burning into me, his fury saturating the room.
"Not anymore," I whispered immediately.
"Good fuckin' answer, Slick,

Kristen Ashley

#68. They made burning statements with questions, and killing tools out of laughs. It was mass cruelty. A mood come alive. Words walking without master; walking altogether like harmony in a song. - Their Eyes Were Watching God

Zora Neale Hurston

#69. I found it easier to stare out into the infinite blackness, away from the fire burning itself out in his eyes.

Heather Heffner

#70. For that was love, wasnt it
to burn bright in someone else's eyes?

Cassandra Clare

#71. Her eyes were raw, burning with the hell inside her.

Linda Howard

#72. With throbbing veins and burning skin, eyes wild and heavy, thoughts hurried and disordered, he felt as though the light were a reproach, and shrunk involuntarily from the day as if he were some foul and hideous thing.

Charles Dickens

#73. Look up, greet sparks of fire with salted eyes,
For he's a burning atmospheric sigh:
One blaze of liquid flame on midnight sky,
Soft orbital decay, and last goodbye.

Alan James Roll

#74. 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

#75. I was thinking - "
"That's what I smelled!"
I stared at him.
"You know, the smell of wheels burning as they try to turn over ... " He drifted up toward the ceiling and rolled his eyes. "Never mind. Carry on.

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#76. Upon a darkened night the flame of love was burning in my breastAnd by a lantern bright I fled my house while all in quiet rest.Shrouded by the night and by the secret stair I quickly fled.The veil concealed my eyes while all within lay quiet as the dead

John Of The Cross

#77. Smoke is not chasing me and making my eyes sweat. My eyes are not burning. I am not crying. I am not standing behind my mother and she is not facing the wall and she is not saying, 'Smoke follows beauty.' Smoke follows beauty. Smoke follows beauty. Smoke follows beauty.

Amy Reed

#78. A cat's rage is beautiful, burning with pure cat flame, all its hair standing up and crackling blue sparks, eyes blazing and sputtering.

William S. Burroughs