Top 100 Eyes Out Quotes
#1. It now appears that the negro race is, more than any other, susceptible of rapid civilization. The emancipation is observed, in the islands, to have wrought for the negro a benefit as sudden as when a thermometer is brought out of the shade into the sun. It has given him eyes and ears.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
#2. And finally - he was neither able nor willing to prevent it - the self-loathing dammed up inside him spilled over and gushed out, gushed out of glaring eyes that grew ever grimmer, angrier, beneath the rim of his cap, flooding the outside world as perfect, vulgar hate.
Patrick Suskind
#3. When I have survived the worst, opening my eyes underwater, sniffing water into my sinuses and snorting it out,
Suzanne Collins
#4. Thank you Jonah."
He lowers his head at the break in my voice. I ignore the moisture in his eyes and pretend that mine don't sting.
"For what?" he whispers.
" For showing me that people can change. Even if it is one person out of a million.
Katie McGarry
#5. Out of her pocket and answers it. I didn't hear it ring. "Mr. Grey," she says. Leila and I turn to look at her. Prescott closes her eyes as if in pain.
E.L. James
#6. Is it because she's a challenge to you?" she asked, not looking away. "Because if you're going out with her because she's not easy, I swear to God, I will cut you."
I burst into laughter. "Cut me?"
Her eyes narrowed. "I'm not joking.
J. Lynn
#7. It was just a colour out of space - a frightful messenger from unformed realms of infinity beyond all Nature as we know it; from realms whose mere existence stuns the brain and numbs us with the black extra-cosmic gulfs it throws open before our frenzied eyes.
H.P. Lovecraft
#8. When I have run out of words to copy, I look out the window at this strange place called India. Inside the train, the people around me are snoring. I don't understand how they can close their eyes when there is so much to see.
Patricia McCormick
#9. She had the wild look of someone who hadn't slept in twenty-four hours, with purplish semicircles underneath both her eyes. Being eighteen was like being made out of rubber and cocaine.
Emma Straub
#10. I am staring into the hissing face of a cobra. A surprisingly pink tongue slithers in and out of a cruel mouth while an Indian man whose eyes are the blue of blindless inclines his head towards my mother and explains in Hindi that cobras make very good eating.
Libba Bray
#11. I should not have called you a menace. I'm afraid I allowed my temper to get the best of me, and I spoke out of anger."
Arabella's eyes turned a little misty. "That's when the truth comes out the loudest.
Jen Turano
#12. Knuckling a blast of salt spray out of his eyes, Jack pointed
Rob Sangster
#13. Teasing out the way the world might look through another's eyes is what makes the creative process so fascinating and enjoyable.
Stephen L. Carter
#14. When she heard this Sonya blushed so that tears came into her eyes and, unable to bear the looks turned upon her, ran away into the dancing hall, whirled round it at full speed with her dress puffed out like a balloon, and, flushed and smiling, plumped down on the floor.
Leo Tolstoy
#15. Liam. We'll figure something else out. Please don't go."
"Why not? Would you miss me?"
Ty looked into his eyes and nodded jerkily. "Yes, I would."
"So tell me why I shouldn't go." They stared at each other. Liam took a step back. "Or better yet, come with me and tell me every night.
Abigail Roux
#16. Sylvi wished she could gouge out the look in Dorogin's stony eyes, and change the course of history. She wished Fthoom had been eaten by a sea monster.
Robin McKinley
#17. An idea is an eye given by God for the seeing of God. Some of these eyes we cannot bear to look out of; we blind them as quickly as possible.
Russell Hoban
#18. Wow," Silas says softly as he kills the ignition. I follow his stare out the windshield - Rosie is standing in the kitchen doorway, arms folded and eyes sparkling in anger. "Rosie looks ... different.
Jackson Pearce
#19. [She] knew that it was not precisely a body that one loved. One loved the man who shone out through the eyes and used its mouth to smile and speak.
Louis De Bernieres
#20. Your life's just begun and there's a ton of things out in the world you've never laid eyes on. Things you never could imagine.
Haruki Murakami
#21. Loggers losing their jobs because of Spotted Owl legislation is, in my eyes, no different than people being out of work after the furnaces of Dachau shut down.
David
#22. Maybe age is kinder to us than we think. With my bad eyes, I can't see how bad I look, and with my rotten memory, I have a good excuse for getting out of a lot of stuff.
Erma Bombeck
#23. What is reprehensible is that while leading good lives themselves and abhorring those of wicked men, some, fearing to offend, shut their eyes to evil deeds instead of condemning them and pointing out their malice.
Saint Augustine
#24. She looked out the window; in her eyes was the light that you see only in children arriving at a new place, or in young people still open to new influences, still curious about the world because they have not yet been scarred by life.
Orhan Pamuk
#25. But we have been taught to see before our eyes have found out a way of seeing for themselves.
Arthur Symons
#26. I mean, I come from a hippie mentality where I just think to know someone, you need to look into their eyes. Eyes are so important. Until they start melon-balling eyes out, I won't be able to get to know someone another way.
Drew Barrymore
#27. He put his foot on it, and lifted one of the sleeves out with his teeth, and chewed and chewed at it, gradually taking it in, and all the while opening and closing his eyes in a kind of religious ecstasy, as if he had never tasted anything as good as an overcoat before, in his life.
Mark Twain
#28. She almost cried out with relief when she saw the eyes of the boy who had never backed down. She saw the eyes of the boy who had first stepped forward to fight Orc and later Caine and Drake and Penny. She saw Sam Temple. Her Sam Temple.
Michael Grant
#29. Some men had faces that cried out for a beard. Ser Clayton's face cried out for an axe between the eyes.
George R R Martin
#30. The world eclipses and it's just her and him. No it's just her eyes and his soul. Her eyes expose and violate him, she turns him inside out. Then, her eyes drop him like a boring toy.
Stefan Emunds
#31. I couldn't tear my eyes from the window, wanting to drink in as much of St. Louis as I could, knowing somewhere out there, one of those infinitesimally small lights was him. I wondered if he'd look up and see the planes crossing the sky like shooting stars, knowing one of those lights was me.
Leah Raeder
#32. Did you see her?" the Marid said nervously, looking at her with great dark eyes. "Our daughter. Standing on the Gear. Dis you see her?"
"What?" said September - and then she winked out, like someone blowing out a candle, and all the field was still.
Catherynne M Valente
#33. Upon which, every man looked at his neighbour, and then all cast down their eyes and sat silent. Except one man, who got up and went out.
Charles Dickens
#34. Never boyfriends? You've NEVER been in LOVE?"
As I shake my head no, I look out the window, yearning to see Cole's sun-filled eyes again looking into mine.
"Don't worry," Tiger said. "Love isn't easy- and it happens on its own time. Just hang in there. He'll come around.
Giorge Leedy
#35. I don't think we're at the point where most people are willing to get rid of body parts and replace them, but then again, people who shoot lasers in their eyes come out with better-than-perfect vision.
John Scalzi
#36. Enough! We have enough enemies as it is! There are worse things out there to face!"
Celaena slowly turned to him, her face splattered with blood and eyes blazing bright. "No, there aren't," she said. "Because I'm here now.
Sarah J. Maas
#37. When she had gone, Thorne let out a low whistle. "I know, I know. She seems a little" - crossing his eyes, he swirled both fingers around his ears - "but it's really part of her charm, once you get to know her.
Marissa Meyer
#38. The Rich man was let alone in his sin suffered to go on without molestation. He fared sumptuously every day, slept secure and expected no disturbance. And the first of his awaking out of his security was when he lifted up his eyes that were now opened being in torments.
Jonathan Edwards
#39. Sleep on your stone pillow, and let the gulls peck out your eyes while the crabs feast on your flesh. You've feasted on enough of them, you owe them.
George R R Martin
#41. to myself as I glanced over at her thick ass lying naked next to me. I was so in love with her smooth cocoa skin and that fat ghetto ass. She had me hypnotized by her big brown eyes... that long black hair...and her smell!!! Damn my bitch was fine and I loved the shit out of her, but
Niki Jilvontae
#42. Her green eyes meet mine in the Guinness mirror behind the bar and it feels like all the air has been sucked out of the room. I've never slept with this girl, but she was the first I remember wanting.
Harper Gray.
Trish Doller
#43. Most people underestimate eyes. They're infinite. You look someone straight in the eye and your whole soul can be sucked out in a nanosecond. Other people's eyes are limitless and that's what scares me.
Sophie Kinsella
#44. Holy bejeezus," Lula said, eyes bugged out, looking at the building. "This is scaring the crap out of me. This is like where Dracula would live if he didn't have any money and was a crack-head. I bet it's filled with rabid bats and killer snakes and hairy spiders as big as dinner plated.
Janet Evanovich
#45. I blew out the flame, and when my breath hit his face, his eyes closed. I waited for them to reopen, but they didn't.
Raziel Reid
#46. The reviewers tear me apart. I bleed. I'm a favorite target. They go along for six months looking at movies, praying for rain, and then a new Sandra Dee movie comes out, and their eyes open, and they lick their lips. Before they've ever seen it.
Sandra Dee
#47. My hands are out of practice, my eyes disused. Most of what I do is drawing, because the preparation of the surface, the laborious underpainting and detailed concentration ... are too much for me. I have lost confidence: perhaps all I will ever be is what I am now.
Margaret Atwood
#48. I'm not interested in 'abstracting' or taking things out or reducing painting to design, form, line, and color. I paint this way because I can keep putting more things in it - drama, anger, pain, love, a figure, a horse, my ideas about space. Through your eyes it again becomes an emotion or idea.
Willem De Kooning
#49. When you're so happy that you have to close your eyes when you smile so that your eyes don't jump out of your head
Tori Kelly
#50. To die is as if one's eyes had been put out and one cannot see anything any more. Perhaps it is like being shut in a cellar. One is abandoned by all. They have slammed the door and are gone. One does not see anything and notices only the damp smell of putrefaction.
Edvard Munch
#51. So you dared to walk into the lion's den."
She smiled up into his intent dark eyes. "As it turned out, there was no danger."
"No?" His voice held gently mocking note. "Look where it's led. You're in my bedroom with your dress undone.
Lisa Kleypas
#52. Like all children, you would have loved and admired her. You would have named your favorite doll after her....And then you would have poked out the doll's eyes.
Sally Hobart Alexander
#53. Surdas destroyed his eyes believing that once his sight was gone, desire and passion would never arise in him again. But desire doesn't arise in the eyes, it arises out of the mind. No passion will ever be finished in this way-even if one destroys one's own eyes-
Osho
#54. She was alone and still, gazing out to sea; and when she felt his presence and the worship of his eyes her eyes turned to him in quiet sufferance of his gaze, without shame or wantonness.
James Joyce
#55. People only keep their eyes open out of habit. And, nothing more.
S.D. Lawendowski
#56. The stars were only sparks of the fire which devoured us. Should that fire die out one day, there would be nothing left in the sky but dead stars, dead eyes.
Elie Wiesel
#57. It began with your eyes cast down, and mine looking right at you,
I watched you rule out hundreds of questions and accept only mine. I poured my stories into your eager heart, and you sparked faith inside the stubbornness of mine. Our beginning was written in the stars - how could it not be?
Emalynne Wilder
#58. When someone points out your past mistakes, look at them dead in the eyes and follow with, 'and I'd do it all again to have the life I have now.
Dan Pearce
#59. To turn his head and look at her would have been inconceivable folly. With hands locked together, invisible among the press of bodies, they stared steadily in front of them, and instead of the eyes of the girl, the eyes of the aged prisoner gazed mournfully at Winston out of nests of hair.
George Orwell
#60. Man can no more leave God out of his philosophies than he can live without his heart or see without his eyes.
Edward Harold Begbie
#61. He looks at you like you're someone he's never met before, much less someone he once loved with high passion. The irony is, you can hardly blame him. I mean, check yourself out. You're a pathetic mess, unrecognizable even to your own eyes.
Elizabeth Gilbert
#62. The future is all possibilities, but the past is set in stone. All those ghosts of ourselves, our youth, still alive inside us, but out of our reach forever. We meet them when we close our eyes, when we let our memories come alive. But that's all they are. Memories. No more real than a dream.
Wendy Mass
#63. I would have looked away, should have, but I had never seen a green one. A weaker man might have plucked out his own eyes, but being a philosopher, I knew the sight could never be unseen, so I persevered.
Christopher Moore
#64. Are you in love with him?'
She kept her lips tightly closed as if holding something back.
'Are you in love with me?'
She tried to answer but nothing came out. She lowered her eyes to the floor.
Tan Redding
#65. Always eyes watching you and the voice enveloping you. Asleep or awake, indoors or out of doors, in the bath or bed- no escape. Nothing was your own except the few cubic centimeters in your skull.
George Orwell
#66. What else did you expect from helping someone out? Isn't it enough that you've done what your nature demands? You want a salary for it too? As if your eyes expected a reward for seeing, or your feet for walking. That's what they were made for.
Marcus Aurelius
#67. 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
#68. Dazed and disoriented, I looked up from the bright red blood pulsing out of my arm
into the fevered eyes of the six suddenly ravenous vampires.
Stephenie Meyer
#69. The secret of fortune is joy in our hands. Welcome evermore to gods and men is the self-helping man. For him all doors are flung wide. Him all tongues greet, all honors crown, all eyes follow with desire. Our love goes out to him and embraces him because he did not need it.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
#70. However, in this technique, because your eyes are open and because the gaze in not a tight gaze and because the whole emphasis of the practice is one of openess, even though you're mindful of the out-breath, you're not shutting out all other things that are going on.
Pema Chodron
#71. Starry Starry night
Paint your palette blue and gray
Look out on a summer's day
With eyes that know the darkness in my soul
Shadows on the hills
Sketch the trees and the daffodils
Catch the breeze and the winter chills
In colors on the snowy linen land.
Don McLean
#72. Rachel Cusk's books are like pop-up volumes for grown-ups, the prose springing out of the page to bop you neatly between the eyes with its insights.
Julie Burchill
#73. Change your outlook on life by looking out of new eyes.
Toni Sorenson
#74. Zach," I said as I lay there "Where did you go? When you were looking for me?"
I shifted in his arms, looked into his eyes.
"Crazy." His voice was a whisper against my skin. "I went crazy.
Ally Carter
#75. We opened our eyes and turned in bed to take a good look at each other. We both knew it then. We'd reached the end of something, and the thing was to find out where new to start.
Raymond Carver
#76. Henry's breath hissed out through his teeth. That ba-bad man, he finished, with a quick glance at Cecily, who rolled her eyes.
Cassandra Clare
#77. a new chill from afar out whither the condor had flown, as if my flesh had caught a horror before my eyes had seen it. Nor
H.P. Lovecraft
#78. I knew it was bad. I knew it was bad because Braden didn't say anything. He seared me into my walls with a look I never wanted to see in his eyes again, and then he spun on his heel and slammed out of my room.
No argument. No discussion.
Samantha Young
#79. Saving You
The darkness takes him over,
the sickness pulls him in;
his eyes - a blown out candle,
I wish to go with him.
Sometimes I see a flicker
a light that shone from them;
I hold him to me tightly,
before he's gone again.
Lang Leav
#80. I press my eyes shut and will the thoughts away. But they refuse to comply, and instead, they lodge themselves in the crevasses of my brain, poking out just enough that I know they're still with me, like a tiny splinter in your baby toe that gnaws away at you with every step you take.
Allison Winn Scotch
#81. Jace's husky voice almost came out in a purr. He said, "You want to make a bet on that, Charlie." Oh yeah, he can sell that stuff alright. "No worries," Jace was saying. "I only have eyes for you." He touched the tip of my nose with his finger. I swatted him away. Jace laughed.
~Jace~
J.L. Clayton
#82. But now you're unhappy," he pointed out.
"And?" I challenged.
"That doesn't seem fair." He shrugged, but his eyes were still intense.
I laughed without humour. "Hasn't anyone told you? Life isn't fair."
"I believe I have heard that somewhere before," he agreed dryly.
Stephenie Meyer
#83. I'm happy for the kid and everything, but how the fuck does Lio get a friend before me? I live here.
'I told you I could do it ' Lio IMs me. I want to rip out that smiley's eyes.
Hannah Moskowitz
#84. Lena's hair was sticking out in about fifteen directions, and her eyes were all small and puffy from crying. So this was what girls looked like in the morning. I had never seen one, not up close.
Kami Garcia
#85. I had to learn to dance for 'The Adjustment Bureau' and it was nearly impossible. I turned up with my knees knocking in my leotard and went home and cried my eyes out.
Emily Blunt
#86. Now what can I get ... you ... ? My words trailed off as my eyes met the suit's, the air leaving my lungs, suddenly sucked out by the sight that met me. The man ... he was ... gorgeous.
Laurelin Paige
#87. Julian wanted to laugh too. He wished he could. He wished he could forget the darkness that flickered at the edge of his vision. He wished he could close his eyes and fall, forgetting for one moment that there was no net stretched out below to catch him.
Cassandra Clare
#88. It was in looking up at him her aspect had caught its lustre - the light repeated in her eyes beamed first out of his.
Charlotte Bronte
#89. Graham let out another low growl as his eyes glowed with desire. Come Here!
Lia Davis
#90. The deflation, or flattening out, of values in Modern art does not necessarily indicate an ethical nihilism. Quite the contrary; in opening our eyes to the rejected elements of existence, art may lead us to a more complete and less artificial celebration of the world.
William Barrett
#91. His face was badly bruised and swollen and altogether painful looking, but it really brought out his eyes.
Nicole Castle
#92. That night, stargazing on the deck with Dad, eyes on the sky, he pointed out Orion, Betelgeuse. "It's an art to read the stars, baby."
I never wanted to leave his side-my sure song for so long. Now? His eyes are stone changed. Just looking at them hurts my heart.
Norma Fox Mazer
#93. They stamp the slush off their boots with autopilot eyes and answering-machine voices while they wait for their drug of choice - caffeine or nicotine or sugar - to kick in and render their bodies at least tolerably functional until the first break. Out
Fredrik Backman
#94. There are many different techniques and forms of meditation. The common element among these techniques is that the person takes time out from the daily pace of life to close their eyes and reflect on thoughts or images that create internal feelings of peace and relaxation.
Tim McCarthy
#95. His head seems to bulge with the story; it is a little scary, the way it needs to get out. He feels that if it cannot escape by way of his racing hand that it will pop his eyes out in its urgency to escape and be concrete.
Stephen King
#96. I'm not a fighter. I usually smile and then go into my room and cry my eyes out.
Suman Bhattacharya
#97. If you come within two feet of this curtain, I will poke out your eyes while you sleep.
Jamie McGuire
#98. Rui bit out something raw and primitive. He raised his head and she saw his animal in his eyes, a rich, wild gold, and then the room spun and she was on the mattress, his big body covering hers...
Rebecca Rivard
#99. Violet could see the fear in his eyes. "I have to tell you, the idea of losing you scares the hell out of me, Vi. You know that, don't you?" He sighed heavily, still holding on to her as he stared back at her. "Promise me, no more gang fights.
Kimberly Derting
#100. This is what I knew: I was trapped in my body, in that bed, at that moment. But even as I looked out through the windows of my eyes, through the bars of my prison, I knew I wouldn't be trapped forever.
Michelle Hodkin
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