Top 100 Quotes About Bright Eyes
#1. The big spells," Mg. Thane answered, his expression plain but his bright eyes smiling. Did he know how much those eyes gave away?
Charlie N. Holmberg
#2. I tell yeh, Bright-eyes. Men and women? A bloody mess. Every time.
David Kudler
#3. For the moon never beams without bringing me dreams
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee;
And the stars never rise but i feel the bright eyes
Of the beautiful Annabel Lee.
Edgar Allan Poe
#4. But thou, contracted to thine own bright eyes,
Feed'st thy light's flame with self-substantial fuel,
Making a famine where abundance lies,
Thyself thy foe, to thy sweet self too cruel.
William Shakespeare
#5. The untented Kosmos my abode,
I pass, a wilful stranger:
My mistress still the open road
And the bright eyes of danger.
R.L.S.
#6. But if you had asked him what his work was, he would look candidly and openly at you with his large bright eyes through his gold pincenez, and would answer in a soft, velvety, lisping baritone: "My work is literature."
Anton Chekhov
#7. I was at that time like a fledgling swallow living high up in a niche in the eaves, who from time to time peeps out over the top of its nest with its little bright eyes.
Pierre Loti
#8. I'm proud that with 'Bright Eyes' we've always experimented and tried to make a different record every time out.
Conor Oberst
#9. Mirrors reflecting
Doubling the laughing crowd
Lies set in glass
I see no bright eyes
Peering out from this jeweled mask
I, too, am a lie
Miriam Forster
#10. Those icy bright eyes left her and shifted to his buddy. The frown didn't leave his face. "You look like
hell."
"And you're Miss America.
J.R. Ward
#11. On every Bright Eyes record, there's some kind of sound collage that begins it. Some of them have dialogue, some don't. I like it because it can kind of slow down the attention span a bit. It's a way to draw you in to the rest of the record.
Conor Oberst
#12. In many ways Bright Eyes is really a studio project. We form bands to tour, but it really is - you know, we take the songs and we figure out how to decorate them and it's all in the studio; we build the songs that way.
Conor Oberst
#13. In honor of October, really just hours away now ...
Brew me a cup for a winter's night.
For the wind howls loud and the furies fight;
Spice it with love and stir it with care,
And I'll toast our bright eyes,
my sweetheart fair.
Minna Thomas Antrim
#14. A pair of bright eyes with a dozen glances suffice to subdue a man; to enslave him, and enflame him; to make him even forget; they dazzle him so that the past becomes straightway dim to him; and he so prizes them that he would give all his life to possess 'em.
William Makepeace Thackeray
#15. This is how I want to be at the end of my life, white-haired, red-cheeked, with a radiant intelligence evident in clear bright eyes.
Susan Brind Morrow
#16. Bless the bright eyes of your sex! They never see, whether for good or bad, more than one side of any question; and that is always, the one which first presents itself to them.
Charles Dickens
#17. ..bright eyes and subtle variations of blue...
Owl City
#18. For his Atlanta came panting up with flying hair, bright eyes, ruddy cheeks, and no signs of dissatisfaction in her face.
Louisa May Alcott
#19. Tis "the witching time of night", / Orbed is the moon and bright, / And the stars they glisten, glisten, / Seeming with bright eyes to listen -
John Keats
#20. I have learned to have very modest goals for society and myself; things like clean air, green grass, children with bright eyes, not being pushed around, useful work that suits one's abilities, plain tasty food, and occasional satisfying nookie.
Paul Goodman
#21. The smell of roses, my children's bright eyes and smiles, laughing with my husband, walking on the beach, using my hands to do crafts or play guitar, brainstorming, and drinking coffee, really good coffee. All this makes me come alive.
Lisa Loeb
#22. 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
#23. My heart, as you well know, Bright Eyes, has always been yours for the asking. Or the staking.
Teresa Medeiros
#24. Tis the witching hour of night,
Orbed is the moon and bright,
And the stars they glisten, glisten,
Seeming with bright eyes to listen
For what they listen?
John Keats
#25. Fight on, brave knights! Man dies, but glory lives! Fight on; death is better than defeat! Fight on brave knights! for bright eyes behold your deeds!
Walter Scott
#26. And the moon never beams Without bringing me dreams And the sun never shines But I see the bright eyes I lie down by the side Of my darling My life, my life..
Stevie Nicks
#27. Ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize.
John Milton
#28. O Fame! if I ever took delight in thy praises, Twas less for the sake of thy high-sounding phrases, Than to see the bright eyes of the dear one discover The thought that I was not unworthy to love her.
Lord Byron
#29. To outsiders it probably seems like splitting hairs, but to me, Bright Eyes is a simply the collaboration between myself and Mike Mogis and Nate Walcott. What you hear is definitely the sum of all our ideas and represents all three of us. But I still write the songs myself.
Conor Oberst
#30. That is what I want to tell you about: the girls with their short skirts and bright eyes and big-city dreams.
The girls of 1929.
Anna Godbersen
#31. How could a woman who was that beautiful, who smelled that good, who had such perfectly lovely teeth and bright eyes, be so thoroughly, completely, entirely, stark raving mad?" ~ Robert Cameron
Lynn Kurland
#32. She's not pretty, that word is too small. She is not like the girls I used to stare at, all bend and curve and softness. She is small but strong, and her bright eyes demand attention. Looking at her is like waking up.
Veronica Roth
#33. Life is your art. An open, aware heart is your camera. A oneness with your world is your film. Your bright eyes and easy smile is your museum.
Ansel Adams
#34. Vampires have bright eyes glistening white teeth unnaturally smooth skin and a certain animal magnetism. If they aren't pretty they starve. It's sort of like life in Los Angeles.
Molly Harper
#35. Howdy, ma'am. You always talk to yourself?
Velia glanced up into bright eyes, as blue as the flame on a cigarette lighter, belonging to a man standing in front of her desk wearing a cowboy hat tipped back on his head.
Mary J. McCoy-Dressel
#36. Nothing's changed my life more. I feel better about myself as a person, being conscious and responsible for my actions and I lost weight and my skin cleared up and I got bright eyes and I just became stronger and healthier and happier. Can't think of anything better in the world to be but be vegan.
Alicia Silverstone
#37. All I could see in his slightly lopsided face were his two very bright eyes, which were examining me closely without betraying any definable emotion. And I had the odd impression of being watched by myself.
Albert Camus
#38. Where innocent bright-eyes daisies are With blades of grass between, Each daisy stands up like a star Out of a sky of green.
Christina Rossetti
#39. Whereas I used to get depressed or neurotic or dwell on things, I see my son's bright eyes and smile in the morning, and suddenly, I don't feel like I'm depressed anymore. There's nothing to be depressed about when you've got that.
Corey Feldman
#40. Hey," said Shadow. "Huginn or Muninn, or whoever you are."
The bird turned, head tipped, suspiciously, on one side, and it stared at him with bright eyes.
"Say 'Nevermore,'" said Shadow.
"Fuck you," said the raven.
Neil Gaiman
#41. The bird turned, head tipped, suspiciously, on one side, and it stared at him with bright eyes. "Say 'Nevermore,' " said Shadow. "Fuck you," said the raven. It said nothing else as they went through the woodland together.
Anonymous
#42. Now he was singed by pain. When he finally opened his eyes he saw, at the end of the narrow green path, dazzlingly bright light. There she is, he thought breathlessly, there she is. With a shout of joy and deliverance he plunged forward to meet the light.
Hella S. Haasse
#43. There was tremendous affection in Billy's eyes, or at least they held a tremendous offer of affection, a tremendous willingness to find whomever he was talking to bright and witty and better than most
Alice McDermott
#44. Tears sprang from her eyes and she bit her lip to stop herself from howling at the bright pain.
Stephen M. Irwin
#45. Each moment of my life I was dreaming of how great I could be, and continued working hard. Each time I closed my eyes I could see me shining bright like a sun.
Kobe Bryant
#46. 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
#47. He lounged on his side, bare-chested and barefooted, his jeans unbuttoned to show both the waistband of his underwear and the sleek lines of his ripped abs. His dark brown hair was sexily mussed and his emerald eyes were bright with mischief.
Sylvia Day
#48. Tonight when the moon
was almost full
the sky too bright for love
I met in a wood
a dream pale owl
with eyes that were not blue
and like myself, he was not wise
and he was not good
but sometime he was true.
John Squadra
#49. She felt like a chess player who, by the clever handling of his pieces, sees the game taking the course intended. Her eyes were bright and tender with a smile as they glanced up into his; and her lips looked hungry for the kiss which they invited.
Kate Chopin
#50. Naturally I belonged to the bright and correct world, I was my parents' child; but wherever I turned my eyes and ears, the other world was there and I lived in it, too, even though it was often unfamiliar and uncanny to me,
Hermann Hesse
#51. His eyes glistened. I'd never seen eyes that bright or that green. His were emblazoned by a dark symphony. When he blinked, his lashes spread below his bottom lid like satin spider legs, a million wishes to be made upon them, in exchange for these nightmares.
Rae Hachton
#52. 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
#53. The risen sun too bright in her losing eyes.
John Green
#54. You are so beautiful and bright. I can only see you in my dreams. When I open my eyes, you vanish into the sky.
Debasish Mridha
#55. Close your eyes. Let a smile as big bright and bold as a disco chorus blaze across your face. Fall in love with the universe and everything in it. See yourself for one moment as the subject of every love song ever written. And as she drifts to sleep beside you, start a brand new song.
J.C. Lillis
#56. The noble-minded have nine states of mind: for eyes, bright; for ears, penetrating; for countenance; cordial; for demeanor, humble; for words, trustworthy; for service, reverent; for doubt, questioning; for anger circumspect; and for facing a chance to profit, moral.
Confucius
#57. Ah! dearest love, sweet home of all my fears,
and hopes, and joys, and panting miseries,
Tonight if I may guess, thy beauty wears a smile of such delight,
As brilliant and as bright
As when with ravished, aching, nassal eyes,
Lost in a soft amaze
I gaze, I gaze
John Keats
#58. That it doesn't matter if you live a billion years, or just a short handful like Jake. It's how bright you burn while living them that really matters, and Jake burned so bright it hurt my eyes.
Kate McCarthy
#59. The old man stared at me with his bright green eyes. You're Gin Blanco, Genevieve Snow, and the Spider all rolled into one. You can do whatever you want to, sweetheart.
Jennifer Estep
#60. Loving you is like being ten years old again, scaling a tree with my eyes bright and skyward, wanting only to get higher and higher, without a thought of how I would get back down.
Lang Leav
#61. From prescription, in the case of hypaethral edifices, open to the sky, in honor of Jupiter Lightning, the Heaven, the Sun, or the Moon: for these are gods whose semblances and manifestations we behold before our very eyes in the sky when it is cloudless and bright.
Marcus Vitruvius Pollio
#62. So can I take pictures of you sometime? ... Not here. Not like this. At this abandoned building I just discovered by the beach. At sunset. I have an idea.' He peeks around the side of the camera. 'And not with your clothes on. Only fair.' His eyes are bright as the devil's. 'Say yes.
Jandy Nelson
#63. We're all toys." Ophelia sat down in a huff. "Broken and misused and thrown away." Ophelia looked to him. Her eyes were big, wet, and clear like river water. In that stare her soul shone as the diamond bright sky. "May as well play for a little while.
Eva Natsumi
#64. Everywhere she looked, she saw bright colors: on the drab, gray concrete apartments, on the tin-roofed, open-fronted stores, in the muddy water flowing in the gutters. It was as though a rainbow had melted into her eyes. Rasheed
Khaled Hosseini
#65. What is it you would have of me?"
His amber eyes were shiny and bright and filled with his heart as he stared at her. "I would have you, my love," he breathed. "Every day for the rest of my life. I've come to marry you, Nyn. If you'll have me.
Sherrilyn Kenyon
#66. Tires roared. The car lurched forward ... crunching ... a bright light ... yellow eyes ... then blackness.
Jessica Sorensen
#67. He is never far, and every time I glance in his direction, I see huge brown eyes lingering on me, bright with feeling. He is aware of me in a way Alejandro never was, and it gives me a little thrill each time I notice him noticing me.
Rae Carson
#68. He was a very young boy; quite a little child. His hair still hung in curls about his face, and his eyes were very bright; but their light was of Heaven, not earth.
Charles Dickens
#69. Kerrigan?" she choked, cupping his face in both of her hands. "Come back to me."
Suddenly, he drew a deep breath before he opened his eyes to look up at her. Instead of their normal black hue, they were a bright, crystal blue - the same color they had been when he was human.
Kinley MacGregor
#70. After slipping the condom on, he rolled on top of her, shoved her hair out of her face and held it while he got lost in those sea green eyes that, in a darkened room, shined bright.
He wanted her. And it wasn't just the sex. He wanted the whole nutty package.
Adrienne Giordano
#71. At the fishmonger, choose fish with bright scales and clear eyes.
Tom Douglas
#72. If I make the lashes dark
And the eyes more bright
And the lips more scarlet,
Or ask if all be right
From mirror after mirror,
No vanity's displayed:
I'm looking for the face I had
Before the world was made.
W.B.Yeats
#73. He had bright elfin eyes and a knowledgeable ass.
Chris Hannan
#74. One of the girls saw her, then did a double-take. Her eyes sparkled. Not a bright sparkle, but a dull, dark sparkle, like the twinkling of a lantern at the bottom of a deep well. Here's something fun, her eyes said. Here's something freakish. Let's play with it and see if we can make it cry.
Miyuki Miyabe
#75. You could see her thoughts swimming around in her eyes, like fish - some bright, some dark, some fast, quick, some slow and easy, and sometimes, like when she looked up where Earth was, being nothing but colour and nothing else.
Ray Bradbury
#76. I opened my eyes to stare at a bright blue tulle monstrosity with a skirt that would hit me at mid thigh. I'd look like the really slutty bride of Cookie Monster.
Rachel Hawkins
#77. The glint of devilment in his bright blue eyes, so blue that the FBI once described them in bulletins as azure. It's the rare bank robber who moves the FBI to such lyricism.
J.R. Moehringer
#78. He saw himself in her eyes, suspended in two shining drops of bright water, himself
dark and tiny, in fine detail, the lines about his mouth, everything there, as if her eyes
were two miraculous bits of violet amber that might capture and hold him intact.
Ray Bradbury
#79. When I look at the future, it's so bright it burns my eyes!
Oprah Winfrey
#80. Sixteen candles make a lovely light But not as bright as your eyes tonight.
Luther Dixon
#81. By the end, she cleaned the house so much that she had dust in her eyes and her throat, her knees were scrapped a little and her back ached while she suffered from weary arms. But after everything was done, the once dark, dingy and dirty house was shining bright and looked so alive!
Prerna Varma
#82. A Gem Is Always A Gem. It'll Shine Bright Like Always Even If You Put It In Charcoal. You Just Need To Open Your Eyes & Heart To Find Them In Human ...
Muhammad Imran Hasan
#83. Is the sky cloudy? Can't you see the shining stars? Take a look at the eyes of a happy child, you will see all the bright stars over there!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#84. She couldn't stop watching his eyes. They were bright black, surrounded by an incredible network of lines, like a laboratory maze for studying intelligence in tears. They seemed to know what she wanted, even if she didn't.
Thomas Pynchon
#85. Come to me in the silence of the night,
Come to me in the speaking silence of a dream.
Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright as sunlight on a stream.
Come back in tears,
O memory, hope, love of finished years.
Christina Rossetti
#86. The starlight, which seemed strangely bright tonight, wasn't starlight at all. Instead, Lucifer's demons had gathered high in the firmament above. It was their eyes that shone like stars through the wildfire smoke.
Lauren Kate
#87. His eyes - those silver eyes that would probably haunt her for the rest of her life - were bright.
"No matter what I have done, I really do love you, Celaena."
The word hit her like a stone to the head. He'd never said that word to her before. Ever.
A long silence fell between them.
Sarah J. Maas
#88. When the outlook is bright, bring it before their eyes; but tell them nothing when the situation is gloomy.
Sun Tzu
#89. I'll do anything to be good for you, Tate."
"Anything, baby," I promised.
"Anything?" she laughed out, her eyes bright with happiness and love.
"Have you ever considered a nipple piercing?
Penelope Douglas
#90. 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
#91. Life isn't about the cherished moments it is also about the hard ones. Just knowing each day that you will arise with the bright shining sun in your eyes. And end with the cool breeze upon your face as you slowly reflect the day that passed by.
Mother Teresa
#92. Love you all the time, 'cause when I close my eyes, I still can see your smile, it's bright enough to light my life
Gloria Estefan
#93. His eyes look too bright, the way the do in people who are in love, people who are enraged, and people who are completely bonkers.
Holly Black
#94. Lights, bright enough to dilate her eyes. Horns, flaccid and come too late. Metal crumpling like tissue. The body was not in pain but only because the body was gone, elsewhere. Yes, Daniel thinks just after impact but before death, like that. The passage hadn't been as bad as he had thought.
Gabrielle Zevin
#95. This time he had no choice but to look into her eyes. He did not look away. It was the bright fierce gaze that she remembered so vividly from their first meeting. He'd reminded her of an eagle, the Castellan of Amyth
Michelle Frost
#96. Your eyes, they shine so bright
I wanna save that light
I can't escape this now
Unless you show me how
Anth
#97. She'd looked at herself with a sigh, having hoped her reflection would show something more than the road-weary waif who sighed back at her, bright curls disheveled and darkened by dust, pale eyes reddened and circled by shadows of sleeplessness.
Susanna Kearsley
#98. SLAP! I saw a bright flash in front of my eyes, 'Don't you try and be a fucking smart arse in here, Holland, this is Partick cop shop you're in,' the irate copper retorted.
'So fuck,' I snapped.
Stephen Richards
#100. I knew a girl and she felt like art.
Sometimes colorful, sometimes dull,
Sometimes with bright, hopeful eyes,
Sometimes only black and white,
But she was always a piece of exquisite art.
Melanie Sargsian
