In Her Eyes Quotes

#1. The Cubist paintings in the Centre Pompidou in Paris were strange but amazing. The big fat magical cat said they made her eyes hurt.

Jim Shanahan

#2. The dragon lifted his head and regarded her with those eerie eyes. "The princess came," he said in the saddest tone she'd ever heard.

Megan Frampton

#3. Twenty-fours hours of sleeplessness had made her, in my eyes, anyway, and idealized representation of compassionate, long-suffering women of all ages everywhere.

Kurt Vonnegut

#4. In her dream, a large owl perches outside the window, staring at her through the glass with huge, white-rimmed eyes.

Rick Yancey

#5. She closed her eyes. Her rabbit heart slowed, curled up in its warren, and seemed to become fully itself: warm fur, soft belly. A thrum of breath in the dark. *

Marie Rutkoski

#6. There's a vulnerability about Rose, even a sweetness in her eyes, but there's no mistaking her priorities. Smart, tough, determined, she is essential, but rarely the dog that people melt over or want to take home. Yet she's a great dog.

Jon Katz

#7. 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

#8. There's one thing I want you to do for me."
"Anything." He pleaded.
"When you're all alone, sitting in the silence behind bars, separated from your freedom. Ask yourself. Was it worth it?" She closed her eyes and pulled the trigger.

Michelle Umland

#9. When the light that kisses the back of her eyes were birthed, her ancestors were not yet born. How many human lives have ended in the time it took that light to reach her?

How many people have loved only to have lost? How countless, the hopes that have died?

But not this one.

Amie Kaufman

#10. For her everything was red, orange, gold-red from the sun on the closed eyes, and it all was that color, all of it, the filling, the possessing, the having, all of that color, all in a blindness of that color.
- Ernest Hemingway,

Ernest Hemingway,

#11. 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

#12. She was curvaceous and held a near-empty glass of wine that, based on the heavy look in her eyes, was not her first. "Where

Kiera Cass

#13. Their eyes meet and her heart starts flopping around weakly, like a bunny in a Ziploc bag. He grins and waves.

Neal Stephenson

#14. In the unlikely event that she does escape me, I will inform you all. If you catch her, you are to detain her and return her to me." His eyes glowed like the fires of hell. "She is not to be harmed in any way, or so help you God, you will regret it until your last breath." *

Brooklyn Ann

#15. She closed her eyes for a moment, remembering how it had felt to see Sir Gerek appear, reaching down and pulling her up. She sighed deeply. His arms were so strong and comforting around her, holding her tight against his broad chest. She drew in a hiccupped breath, a cross between a laugh and a sob.

Melanie Dickerson

#16. Well, we're originally from Glace Bay."

Grandma Elsie's eyes glittered. She was looking at one of her own, a lost Cape Bretoner in need of help and offering a new story. "Tell me all about it, dear.

Beatrice Rose Roberts

#17. the nameless maiden in the advertisement was like a thousand other clothing models he had seen in magazines - arched brows, big eyes, angular cheeks, pouting mouth, a fetching figure, and a haughty, revolted look, as though someone had just offered her a jellyfish to hold.

Herman Wouk

#18. She gave me her bedroom eyes. I know because we were in the kitchen at the time. I hope we're having pigs in a blanket. Yum!

Jarod Kintz

#19. 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

#20. His gaze lingered on her mouth and she shuddered. God, he was beautiful. There was something deep in his slate-colored eyes - something stirring, soulful - and Cassandra found herself wanting to know more.

Remy Landon

#21. She smiled, and her eyes started to drift downward.
"Cather ... "
Back up to his eyes.
"You know that I'm falling in love with you, right?

Rainbow Rowell

#22. He gazed into her eyes. "I was never any good at saying no to you." He cupped her face and put his forehead to hers. "I was going to protest, and then give in." Aribelle smiled. "I hope you never get good at saying no to me.

Victorine E. Lieske

#23. Fin," she whispered. "What do you need?" He covered her hand, right there in her lap, then let go quickly and dipped his head to try to meet her downcast eyes. He smelled so good--like intrigue and dubious morality. It sent a delicious shiver down her arms.

Lauren Christopher

#24. The gentle fair on nervous tea relies,
Whilst gay good-nature sparkles in her eyes;
An inoffensive scandal fluttering round,
Too rough to tickle, and too light to wound.

George Crabbe

#25. Lillian shut her eyes briefly, as if she hoped when she opened them she would behold a world in which people never said ridiculous things.

Sarah Rees Brennan

#26. Tack's eyes stayed locked on Shy's two beats then he said quietly. "Make her happy."
Shy held his gaze as, for the first time in fucking months, he began to breathe easy.
There it was.
Tack just gave it.
His blessing.

Kristen Ashley

#27. To those looking on with interest, and there were plenty of gawking eyes fixed on her, she supposed she appeared to be gliding with ease. But in truth, the crushing weight of her charmed life made each demure step as tortuous as a death march.

Carey Baldwin

#28. Manon told herself it was for an alliance. Told herself it was for show.
But all she could see was the unconditional love in that dying wyvern's eyes as she unbuckled her harness, stood from the saddle, and leapt off Abraxos.

Sarah J. Maas

#29. It was only when the light in her eyes was extinguished, at the mention of her father, that Rupert realized how brightly it had burned.

Eva Ibbotson

#30. Beware, lion's lady, for your predator is hungry tonight. He may not wait long before devouring you." "Devouring me?" she asked, challenge gleaming in her eyes. "What if I devour him first?

Shelly Thacker

#31. I saw my one purpose in that moment, looking into that little girls eyes. I was the one who was meant to save her, that was my one purpose all this time.

Justin Cronin

#32. You said I could pet you as long as I liked."
"Didn't say I wouldn't try to fuck you in the middle of the petting."
Her eyes snapped up to meet his. "That's feline logic. You're a wolf."
"I'm learning from the best.

Nalini Singh

#33. Galaxies of nothing are going on
in her eyes.

Caitlin Moran

#34. He was overwhelmed by the love he felt for her; tears filled his eyes and the ache in his throat ran deep into his chest. He ran down the hill to the river, through the light rain until th pain faded like fog mist. He stood and watched the rainy dawn, and he knew he would find her again.

Leslie Marmon Silko

#35. 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

#36. 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

#37. she lived with hurricane eyes and fell in love with the way the waves collapsed against her cheeks.

Christopher Poindexter

#38. Keep hoping to see the light in her eyes. Even knowing it'll mean she's saying good-bye.

Karen Marie Moning

#39. Israel's willingness to cooperate closely with the U.S. in protecting American interests in the region altered her image in the eyes of many officials in Washington.

Yitzhak Rabin

#40. He began reading her eyes more deeply and passionately than the books in the library.

Avijeet Das

#41. Is that your scarf the duke's son is wearing?" Cristyne stared at Gisela with wide eyes. Gisela forced herself to breathe. "It is." Cristyne said her name in a slow, awed whisper. "Gisela.

Melanie Dickerson

#42. I am a knight - " "So I've noted. Tell me - did Cersei have you knighted before or after she took you into her bed?" The flicker in Lancel's green eyes was all the admission Tyrion needed. So Varys told it true. Well, no one can ever claim that my sister does not love her family.

George R R Martin

#43. 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

#44. I'm so jealous," she whispered, and he blinked. "Of what?" Her head fell back on the pillow, and she stared up at the ceiling with the saddest eyes he'd ever seen. "You're so alive, Lore. There's fire in you. A will to live, when all I want is to be done with this life.

Larissa Ione

#45. He wanted to be all-powerful in Scarlet's eyes. He wanted to be well able to provide for her. Hell, he might just buy her a palace of her own. Actually, no. He'd build the bitch with his bare hands. "Amazing.

Gena Showalter

#46. She had been a princess in a faraway kingdom when a jolt like a thousand bolts of electricity forced her eyes wide open.

C.E. Weisman

#47. To finally meet Alayna's eyes. Though I'm torn and uncertain, there is one truth that does not waver - I am in love with Alayna Withers. I will do anything for her. She is my light, and I will fight like hell to keep her from my darkness. Whatever that takes.

Laurelin Paige

#48. I was the silent and ever present figure in your life ... but you." I kissed the back of her hand softly and closed my eyes. "You've always been the meaning of mine.

Shawn Kirsten Maravel

#49. I saw through to the last sign and symbol, but I could not read her face. I could see only the eyes shining through, huge, fleshy-like luminous beasts, as though I were swimming behind them in the electric effluvia of her incandescent vision.

Henry Miller

#50. That pistol I gave you is a piece of crap. You can't hit anything with it, not at that distance."
Staring at her with tears in his blinking eyes, he says, "I did."
Conversation between Alis K and Willy
The Informer

Steen Langstrup

#51. 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

#52. Because when you love someone," she'd met my eyes and answered without a flicker in her confidence, "their world interests you more than your own.

Laurelin Paige

#53. Once I had gotten my bearings and turned back to the room in front of me, I found myself staring directly into the eyes of Queen Julia. Well, her and about twenty Hunters who seemed only too happy to display their bouncing balls of crackling orange magic and wicked stares.

Stormy Smith

#54. Her jaw was firmly set, but her lips ... her full, perfect lips were slightly parted in an expression that matched the vulnerability in her eyes -frightened yet determined. His heart skippeed a beat, and he swallowed the lump in his throat.

Melanie Dickerson

#55. And here," she said. "Let me fix your tie." She tugged on his bow tie, her eyes appraising him, and he basked in it. He had left his tie crooked on purpose, just so she could straighten it.

Elin Hilderbrand

#56. Lookin' at ye is like baskin' in the summer sun after a long, cold winter. 'Tis like seein' home after a battle that's left ye empty and alone." He kissed her mouth, her nose, her eyes. "I dinna' know how 'tis possible, but each time I see ye, ye grow more beautiful to me.

Paula Quinn

#57. He looked down with pleasure-hazed eyes, at her face so tenderly confined in the bracket of his hands, and he whispered in Romany, I am yours.

Lisa Kleypas

#58. 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

#59. I don't hope," he answered, eyes on her. "I never hope. I just live in gratitude for what comes.

Nicole Mones

#60. All the air suddenly seemed to leave his sails and his shoulders sagged as he dropped to his knees in front of her,bringing his eyes down to the same level as hers.I want to be here with you. Why is that so hard for you to understand?

Natasha Anders

#61. When a man, however passively, becomes an obstacle to the fulfillment of a woman's desires, he becomes an odious thing in her eyes, - or will, given time enough.

Theodore Dreiser

#62. Her gaze lifted.
And collided with a full-sized predator.
His eyes were the dark whiskey gold her father liked to pour in heavily cut crystal glasses. Liquid fire, potent and seething with heat.

Jennifer Probst

#63. The magician was studying her face with his green eyes. "Your face is wet," he said worriedly. "I hope that's spray. If you've become human enough to cry, then no magic in the world - oh, it must be spray. Come with me. It had better be spray.

Peter S. Beagle

#64. The Greeks described her eyes as 'oxlike'. Believe it or not, that was a compliment. It meant she had large, soft brown eyes that you could get lost in. I guess the Greeks spent a lot of time staring at oxen.

Rick Riordan

#65. Once in the shower, I let the water run over my face, keeping my eyes closed. The delicate outlines of Abby's features were burned behind my eyelids. It wasn't the first time; I saw her every time my eyes closed. Now that she was gone, it was like being stuck in a nightmare.

Jamie McGuire

#66. She fought back the tears in her eyes, because though she no longer felt she was one of the Clayr, she still felt she was a librarian and always would be, no matter what else she had become as well.

Garth Nix

#67. Elise?" He looked at her with a pleading, puppy-dog expression in his eyes.
"Yes?"
"I love you.

Nicky Charles

#68. I asked her to look at me and after a few moments - (pause) - after a few moments she did, but the eyes just slits, because of the glare I bent over her to get them in the shadow and they opened. (Pause. Low) Let me in.

Samuel Beckett

#69. Where's Noah?" I asked with steel in my voice. My eyes searched the room, but there was nothing to find. "Why did you tell me he was dead?" Dr. Kells was reaching into a cardboard box by her feet as I spoke. "Because he is.

Michelle Hodkin

#70. Kiss me, Rothgreb." He smiled down at her, a trace of his old devilment in his blue eyes. "Naughty girl." But he bussed her cheek and patted her hand. "My lovely, naughty girl." "Vim

Grace Burrowes

#71. The risen sun too bright in her losing eyes.

John Green

#72. Lifting his head to set his chin in the middle of her chest, Gage looked her in the eyes and murmured back, "Because you make me want to be more man than animal. You make me want to live and love deeply enough for one lifetime rather than live hundreds of lifetimes without you." - Gage

Jessie Lane

#73. You were crying. It's a terrible thing, loving the sea."
"Yes," she whispered, her eyes straying to it. Waves gathered and broke invisibly in the dark, reaching toward her, pulling back. They were never silent, they never spoke.

Patricia A. McKillip

#74. There are unknown forces in nature; when we give ourselves wholly to her, without reserve, she lends them to us; she shows us these forms, which our watching eyes do not see, which our intelligence does not understand or suspect.

Auguste Rodin

#75. He looked at her an instant, for the effect of the graceful girlish figure with pale, passionate face and dark eyes full of sorrow, pride and resolution was wonderfully enhanced by the gloom of the great room, and glimpses of a gathering storm in the red autumn sky.

Louisa May Alcott

#76. She has the same features as every other Syrena. Smooth olive skin, dark black hair, violet eyes. But hers are all arranged in just the right way to make her stunning.

Anna Banks

#77. Jake leaned on the horn, swearing loudly. Gina covered her eyes. Doc flung his arms around me, burying his face in my lap, and Dopey, to my great surprise, began to scream like a girl, very close to my ear ...

Meg Cabot

#78. She bit her lower lip hard and blinked her eyes. There was such wistfulness and longing in his voice. Oh, she was going to give him back his eyes, or the next best thing, if it took her the rest of her life to do it.

Mary Balogh

#79. At some point, Jesper realized Kaz was gone.
"Not one for goodbyes, is he?" he muttered.
"He doesn't say goodbye," Inej said. She kept her eyes on the lights of the canal. Somewhere in the garden, a night bird began to sing. "He just lets go.

Leigh Bardugo

#80. This is your day." I nodded and tried not to smile. "I'm just your arm candy."
She grinned with a sparkle in her eyes. "I do like candy."
Holy shit. We were flirting.

Lisa Kessler

#81. She was not the audience to which he played, but she was the profound intelligence that heard him. She drew him in with her great bruised eyes, and his music she drank, and it was wine to her thirst.

Ellis Peters

#82. And, if she did, I wondered if she could see in my eyes that it had been good, so good for me; it was making me want to kneel at her feet right now.

Christina Lauren

#83. Cookie saw him, too. "Holy mother of all things sexy," she said, her eyes drinking him in.
"Right there with ya.

Darynda Jones

#84. For the first stretch of road Olivia's eyes were sealed shut, her breath held hostage in her lungs.
"You might want to open your eyes," Wesley called back knowingly, his muffled voice breaking through both of their helmets. "And don't forget to breathe.

Shawn Kirsten Maravel

#85. Thunderclouds gathered in his violet eyes. He growled. A thoroughly annoyed baby dragon was quite a sight. Her face compressed, and she bit both of her lips. She would not laugh.

Thea Harrison

#86. I gazed into her beautiful green eyes and her fear melted. A shy smile tugged at her lips and at my heart. Fuck me and the rest of the world, I was in love.

Katie McGarry

#87. 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

#88. Do you trust me?"
She could still hear him, through flesh and noise.
"I love you!" she shouted.
It wasn't the answer he'd expected or the she'd expected to give. It was the wrong time, the wrong thing to say, but her answer lit a fire in his eyes.

Dawn Metcalf

#89. A woman in love is always beautiful in the eyes of her husband

Sam Caplan

#90. I turn, touch the side of her face and look into her eyes. I hope she can see what I feel in them. I hope she can see that I've loved her since the day I fucking saw her. I hope she can see that I will love her 'til the day I die.

Adriana Locke

#91. The laughter of the mutilated who still need love, and her blessed eyes run deep into her head like mountain springs far in and cool and good.

Charles Bukowski

#92. Kate heard the bravado in her friend's voice and saw it in her eyes. "I prayed for you." "You did?" Tully asked. "Wow. Thanks." Kate didn't know what to say to that. To her, praying was like brushing your teeth before bed, just something you did. Tully

Kristin Hannah

#93. I told her how many things on earth have a fixed colour. Let us say, the green leaves. In our eyes, a red or a yellow leaf is beautiful. Even better if the leaf is shaded in several hues. So we paint the yellows and reds in our paintings oftener. And we forget the ordinary green, the best in nature.

Anuradha Bhattacharyya

#94. 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

#95. E'en Beauty mourns in her decaying bower,
That Time upon her angel brow should set
His crooked autograph, and mar the jet
Of glossy locks. Lo! how her chaplet green,
The hoar frost and the canker worm destroy.
Decay's dull film obscures those matchless eyes.

Isaac McLellan

#96. I like my kahva the way I like my women... hot and black."

"I like my kahva the way I like my men," she replied, her eyes half-lidded. "Ground up into tiny pieces and stored in a bag.

Patrick Weekes

#97. I looked at her, exhausted in the hospital bed, and she looked at you, and you looked at me looking at her with eyes that had never known anything else, and for a moment there I swear we saw each other with a clarity that nothing can alter, not time, not heartbreak, not death.

Garth Risk Hallberg

#98. and shoved napkins in her direction. "Are you okay?" an older woman asked. Tears sprang from the corners of Danica's closed eyes. Damn it. Her entire

Melissa Foster

#99. Jutta drags herself closer; she watches her brother with outsize eyes. A piano chases the violins. Then woodwinds. The strings sprint, woodwinds fluttering behind. More instruments join in. Flutes? Harps? The song races, seems to loop back over itself. "Werner?" Jutta whispers. He blinks;

Anthony Doerr

#100. He slept under the sky, holding her hand, filling the gaps between her fingers and losing himself inside the soul in the course of counting the stars, she was hiding inside her eyes.

Akshay Vasu