Quotes About Deep Eyes

#1. An amber sunset, a flowing river, a snow capped mountain, a beautiful heart, a calm mind, deep eyes, the moon, the earth and the sky - they are all silent. It's the words that give them meaning, decipher their essence and share their message.

Rashmit Kalra

#2. I know your eyes in the morning sun
I feel you touch me in the pouring rain
And the moment that you wander far from me
I wanna feel you in my arms again

Bee Gees

#3. Whoever is devoid of the capacity of wonder, whoever remains unmoved, whoever cannot contemplate or know the deep shudder of the soul in enchantment, might just as well be dead for he has already closed his eyes upon life.

Albert Einstein

#4. Luke's left side was bloody. His eyes were open - blue eyes, the way they used to be. His breath was a deep rattle. "Good ... blade," he croaked.

Rick Riordan

#5. Eyes, black and glistening like deep wells, narrow to two happy crescents

Michael Cisco

#6. 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

#7. Remember that thing I alluded to on the plane?" he asked, eyes glued to her. A tiny smile played at her lips. "Jog my memory, Player Will." He squeezed his eyes closed, took a deep breath before looking back at her, and said, "Marry me?

Christina Lauren

#8. And even in my panic, I hear the music in his deep voice, the sounds of singing. I close my eyes, imagining my breath is his own, that he is with me

Ally Condie

#9. Royce's eyes narrowed in discouragement at the thoght of having to sing to jenny. his deep bariton voice would surely bring every hound for miles to yap and nip at his heels.

Judith McNaught

#10. 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

#11. Understanding God's great love for undeserving people such as us, gives us insight into His great majesty. As beauty is in the eyes of the beholder, so great love reveals the nature of the One who loves deeply.

Mike Bickle

#12. You have to dig deep in yourself to dream. You have to close your eyes to see.

Debasish Mridha

#13. Only the Word is the answer to rightly reading the world, because The Word has nail-scarred hands that cup our face close, wipe away the tears running down, has eyes to look deep into our brimming ache, and whisper, I know. I know.

Ann Voskamp

#14. It would seem that Caesar's recurrent and deep-rooted fault was his concentration in pursuing the objective immediately in front of his eyes to the neglect of his wider object. Strategically he was an alternating Jekyll and Hyde.

B.H. Liddell Hart

#15. His eyes are two buckets of rainwater: deep, fresh, clear. Hurt.

Tahereh Mafi

#16. Before he sat down, my internal heat-seekers sensed what was coming my way: deep blue eyes that melted girls like Velveeta in a microwave. I tried to resist those microwave eyes, but sometimes there's no defense against them. I had a feeling I'd be seeing him weeping over my coffin later that night.

Natalie Standiford

#17. Scared of flying?"
"Nope"
"Heights?"
"Nope"
The plane shook again, and I closed my eyes, trying to take deep breaths.
"What is it then?"
"I have a fear of falling from heights.

Laura Kreitzer

#18. Deep down here by the dark water lived old Gollum, a small slimy creature. I don't know where he came from, nor who or what he was. He was Gollum - as dark as darkness, except for two big round pale eyes in his thin face.

J.R.R. Tolkien

#19. 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

#20. He stands watching me, motionless in those drawstring pants, his legs braced in a fighting stance, his eyes bursting with need. His broad shoulders jerk with his breaths, and he curls his fingers into fists at his sides. The deep roughness of his voice scrapes my flesh. Come here then.

Katy Evans

#21. She stared at him and swallowed. The laugh had been so real, so deep. This was the man she had married. She didn't need food. She could live forever on the warm glow in his eyes.

J.R. Biery

#22. 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

#23. Dark and deep in her eyes. He'd opened his mouth without any idea what he would

J.D. Robb

#24. Sleep is a patch of death, but three in the morn, full wide-eyed staring, is living death! You dream with your eyes open. God, if you had the strength to rouse up, you'd slaughter your half-dreams with a buckshot! But no, you lie pinned to a deep well-bottom that's burned dry.

Ray Bradbury

#25. You are an amazing woman, Maggie Ryan." He gazed deep into her eyes and told the truth. "Stay with me.

Jennifer Probst

#26. You're not my words, Emma." I said, standing up and staring at the door while pretending to be gazing deep into her pretty hazel eyes. "But you're my numbers. You're all of my numbers." I paused, listened, and figured she had fallen asleep. "You're my infinity.

Morgan Parker

#27. His eyes are ravenous but his body is still tense, and so I slip my bra strap off my shoulder and motion my finger at him. He takes a deep breath, slips off his silver cross necklace, and tosses it aside. Whatever is about to happen, it seems that he does not want God around to witness it.

Seth King

#28. That was when I lost it. I couldn't take any more. Not with him that close, his deep voice that sweet, his hand on me, his eyes looking into mine like he could see into my soul.

Kristen Ashley

#29. And the hatred was deep in the eyes of the people, beneath the surface.

John Steinbeck

#30. I love to see your eyes sparkle like they do when you get all feisty. The flush in your cheeks." His voice lowered. "The way you draw in a deep breath and it pushes your tits out so beautifully. You're incredibly sexy when you're mad.

Sibylla Matilde

#31. When indeed you positively press your face, so to speak, against the crystalline window of your eyes, your mind is apt to become a perfect vacuum.
("Out Of The Deep")

Walter De La Mare

#32. His eyes, searching deep into mine, felt like danger and safety all rolled into one.

Jennifer Brown

#33. I feel high on the knowledge that I can talk as much as I want to, as quickly as I want to, in any direction that I want to, without anyone overtly rolling her eyes at me or suggesting I go to speech therapy. I'm not saying this is good pedagogy. I am saying that its pleasures are deep.

Maggie Nelson

#34. Trust is an absurd phenomenon, logically absurd. That's why logic always says love is blind, although love has its own eyes, far more deep-going ... still, to logic it is blind.

Rajneesh

#35. Okay?" I ask, raising my eyebrows. She closes her eyes, takes a deep breath, cringes at the smell of my fluids, then nods. "Okay.

Isaac Marion

#36. It's a soft-sounding word, 'never,' but its velvety timbre can't hide its sharp edges ... Never pressed down on him. It grabbed him by the neck and shook him. He sucked in a deep breath, sucked in all that never and started to sneeze. Never filled his nose, his eyes, his soaking fur.

Kathi Appelt

#37. Deep and intense, his eyes shone with an inner fire that burned so clearly, Ella was tempted to reach for a skewer and a marshmallow.

Anonymous

#38. I closed my eyes, took a deep breath, and filled myself up with the breeze from the valley. Then I let it out slow so it could get back to its travels, with a little bit of me added to it.

Katherine Hannigan

#39. Open your eyes and tell me yourself, Sassenash, said a deep urgent voice somewhere close.

Diana Gabaldon

#40. Lada looked up into her father's eyes, deep-set and etched with years of cunning and cruelty. She nodded, then held out her hand. "The daughter of Wallachia wants her knife back."
Vlad smiled and gave it to her.

Kiersten White

#41. Her countenance was all expression; her eyes were not dark but impenetrably deep; you seemed to discover space after space in their intellectual glance.

Mary Shelley

#42. I'm a mixture of Anglo-Saxon, a bit of Spanish and one-eighth American. I've often wondered if I have an Asiatic ancestor from the East as well because I have deep-set eyes. Make-up artists are constantly trying to shade my eyelids, and I have to point out that I don't have any!

Olivia Williams

#43. An Indigo Bunting let out a trill, a cheery song, reminding me of better days, of hope and happiness and all the lofty promises a blue canary can sing about. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath of the heady morning air. Looking within myself, I searched for the man I once was.

Cheryl R Cowtan

#44. 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

#45. His eyes could see inside you, could see how weak and worthless and ugly you were down deep. When he looked at you, you knew.

George R R Martin

#46. Alec. She is a good girl!" Clients? What the hell did that mean? Alec grinned at Aideen before he flicked his eyes to me. "Oh, I'm bettin' there is a bad girl deep inside her somewhere. I'll just have to use my fingers, mouth, and cock to bring her out to play.

L.A. Casey

#47. He grabs the swing by the seat and it grinds to a halt. Oz's fingers brush along the skin of my thigh.
My heart stutters. Stupid heart. Stupid short skirt. Stupid deep blue eyes and wild charcoal hair. Stupid, stupid, stupid me for licking my suddenly dry lips.

Katie McGarry

#48. 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

#49. When she brought Mira up, Eve gave Roarke another glance. "Don't talk to him," she warned. "He can get bitchy when he's in this deep. I don't know if we have any of that tea stuff."
"I had it stocked, and I don't get bitchy. Bloody, buggering HELL."
Eve just rolled her eyes and got the tea.

J.D. Robb

#50. Only when the front of your body is relaxed and opened, your breath full and deep, and your gaze unguarded and directly connected with another person's eyes, can your fullest intelligence manifest spontaneously in the situation.

David Deida

#51. He took a deep breath and closed his eyes. "Okay, would you like pizza?"
"I don't think you deserve my company but I feel sorry for you so I'll say yes."
"God help me," he said, half under his breath.

Melina Marchetta

#52. 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

#53. He swallowed hard and looked deep into my eyes so intensely, I tried hard not to look away. I didn't want him to see how mildly scared of him I was. I touched the hand in his lap and he answered.

Mercy Cortez

#54. He also had deep brown eyes, light brown skin and an infectious grin, even in the middle of a grueling SWAT workout. In short, exactly her type. If only he wasn't a teammate, making him off-limits. And if only she didn't have baggage from her past that weighed more than he did.

Elizabeth Heiter

#55. In the end, we forget the details of our lives that embarrass us or are too painful. We just lie back and allow ourselves to float along calmly over the deep waters, with our eyes closed.

Patrick Modiano

#56. I felt tears sting into my eyes, and took a deep swallow of the first champagne I had ever tasted, remembering that I had read somewhere that the monk who invented it said, on first tasting it, 'It is like drinking stars'.

Anne Rivers Siddons

#57. Jealous?' Luce asked. They were alone now. She threw her arms around his broad shoulders and looked deep into his violet eyes. 'Why would you be jealous?'
'Because,' he said, rubbing his hands across her back. 'Your dance card is full. For all eternity.

Lauren Kate

#58. The boy in me will always love you," he said, disarming her with a smile. "The man I am doesn't know you yet." And now there was a look in his eyes that she recognized, that resonated deep within her.

Eloisa James

#59. Some eyes threaten like a loaded and levelled pistol, and others are as insulting as hissing or kicking; some have no more expression than blueberries, while others are as deep as a well which you can fall into.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

#60. If we look straight and deep into a chimpanzee's eyes, an intelligent self-assured personality looks back at us. If they are animals, what must we be?

Frans De Waal

#61. She paints her face to hide her face. Her eyes are deep water. It is not for Geisha to want. It is not for geisha to feel. Geisha is an artist of the floating world. She dances, she sings. She entertains you, whatever you want. The rest is shadows, the rest is secret.

Arthur Golden

#62. Never mind the creepy eyes peeking in our windows at night, and following our every move as we drove around. No, that was all good, but stalking us in a grocery story? Line crossed, man.

Brandy Nacole

#63. Somewhere deep in my mind I knew that looking into someone's eyes shouldn't cause me to come undone like this, but my body wasn't listening to the tiny voice in my mind.

~The Forgotten Ones

Laura Howard

#64. I began to see how deep the well of her loving was, and how much her happiness and confidence depended on drawing that love into the light, and sharing it. And love was beautiful in her. It was a clear sky she gave us with those eyes, and a summer morning with her smile.

Gregory David Roberts

#65. I gaped at the cold shock of his beauty, deep-green eyes, features fine as a girl's. It struck from me a sudden, springing dislike. I had not changed so much, nor so well.

Madeline Miller

#66. The deep blue of your eyes had secrets. I wanted them.

Lucy Christopher

#67. When I can't sleep, I always wrap something around my neck and close my eyes and imagine myself being strangled to death. Then I can fall asleep
it feels like sinking deep underwater

Otsuichi

#68. But man's eyes are blind through sin, and he can discern no part of God's truth till the Spirit opens them. Inner illumination, leading directly as it does to a deep, inescapable conviction, is thus fundamental to the Spirit's work as a teacher.

J.I. Packer

#69. Look deep inside the eyes of a woman, see the man you want to be.

Tim McGraw

#70. what is
more beautiful

tears, in someone's eyes
for me
or in my eyes
for them.

Sanober Khan

#71. The laughter in his deep-set black eyes, the feverish heat of his big hand around mine, the flash of his white teeth against his dark skin, his face stretching into the wide smile that had always been like a key to a secret door where only kindred spirits could enter.

Stephenie Meyer

#72. The kind of eyes you search to find something and only come up with two possibilities: either what's there is so deep you can't see it, or there's nothing there at all.

Rick Yancey

#73. His eyes were closed, waiting. I tilted my head, slowly taking in every detail of his face.
And suddenly, something remarkable happened, like a switch turned on deep inside my chest. Instead of wanting to make out, to have a summer fling ... I wanted to fall in love.

Ophelia London

#74. You and those shot-glass eyes, deep swirling pools of 80-proof firewater, with the depth and profundity of Saturn's spinning pulsars ...

Brandi L. Bates

#75. I remember now." I looked into his deep, dark, familiar eyes. "And I'll never forget again.

Jess Rothenberg

#76. The Angel's eyes widened curiously and her lips parted. a deep colour swept into her cheeks. She had intended to arouse him. She had more than succeeded. She was too young to know that in the effort to rouse a man, women frequently kindle fires that they neither can quench or control.

Gene Stratton-Porter

#77. She answered by standing and kissing him first and held his cheeks and closed her eyes and felt sure as bones and deep as blood that she had found her place.

Shannon Hale

#78. onto his side and pushed up into a sitting position, tucking his head between his knees. Sensed the instability of the world long before he opened his eyes, like its axis had been cut loose to teeter. His first deep breath

Blake Crouch

#79. Speak to me, fair maid!
Speak and do not go!
What sorrows have your eyes inlaid
With such black woe?
My dam is buried deep
Dark are my father's halls
And carrion fowl and wolves now keep
Their ruined walls
From: The Lay of Andomian and Beruldh

Alison Croggon

#80. Eyes are windows to the soul." His voice rang with profound meaning I couldn't grasp. Deep-chested baying alerted us to the approaching pack. Sweat trickled between my shoulder blades. "Curtains are half off at JCPenney," I snapped. "What's your point?

Hailey Edwards

#81. I felt her soul staring deep into mine. Her eyes were full of wondering interest and her beauty was softened by an air of mystery.

Brittainy C. Cherry

#82. Bring your substance deep down to me, heavily, covering my eyes, let your existence cut across me, supposing that my heart is destroyed.

Pablo Neruda

#83. He looked at me. His firm, broad face showed weight-loss in deep shadows under the cheekbones, his eyes were sunken and his mouth sorely chapped and cracked. God knows what I looked like, when he looked like that. He smiled. 'With luck we shall make it, and without luck we shall not.'

Ursula K. Le Guin

#84. eyes. "I'm so sorry. Let me get you a napkin," a deep, worried voice said. Two patrons rushed over and shoved napkins in her direction. "Are you okay?" an

Melissa Foster

#85. Am I the girl/ Whose giggle crinkles her big eyes/ Or the woman whose small eyes/ Crinkle her vision?

Mansi Tejpal

#86. We're going to open this bookcase and remove the grimoire."
Now I wasn't surprised so much as shocked. "No way," I shot back. "This thing is enchanted to hell and back-maybe literally."
Dad closed his eyes and took a deep breath, like he was having to physically restrain himself from yelling.

Rachel Hawkins

#87. Wade straight through life, right through the cesspool, while keeping eyes and heart open.

Donna Tartt

#88. I'm a little panicky when I realize he's not here. It's a lot easier to push down my doubt when he's with me. When I can see those eyes the color of melted chocolate and hear his deep voice that falls over me like a warm blanket on a cold night.

Rick Yancey

#89. And then she was looking up into the deep-set, dark eyes of the Marquess of Rockley.

Colleen Gleason

#90. Ash," I murmured, which made him flinch, bracing himself. My heart pounded, but I ignored my doubts and hurried on. "I ... will ... " Closing my eyes, I took a deep breath and whispered, "Will you be my knight?

Julie Kagawa

#91. He tilted his head, eyes peering deep inside of me in a way that made me feel exposed, like I'd never really been seen before, yet at the same time safe, like he'd never tell a soul what he'd found.

Kristen Simmons

#92. What twisted people we are. How simple we seem, or at least pretend to be in front of others, and how twisted we are deep down. How paltry we are and how spectacularly we contort ourselves before our own eyes, and the eyes of others ... And all for what? To hide what? To make people believe what?

Roberto Bolano

#93. If he touches me, I'll kill him.' 'If he touches you, I'll kill him,' he said, gazing deep into her eyes.

Lindsay J. Pryor

#94. They looked at each other and some refraction of the pain in Tom's heart must have shown in his eyes.
Frank said, 'In pretty deep, huh?'
'About as deep as it gets.

Nicholas Evans

#95. the Texas stars shining down like rattlesnake eyes showing in a deep, dark wood.

Joe R. Lansdale

#96. Bean could see the hunger in their eyes. Not the regular hunger, for food, but the real hunger, the deep hunger, for family, for love, for belonging.

Orson Scott Card

#97. What are you thinking?" he asked curiously.
Ilooked up into his deep gold eyes, became befuddled, and, as usual, blurted out the truth.
"I'm trying to figure out what you are.

Stephenie Meyer

#98. His eyes were set so deep, it made everything he said more intense.

Rainbow Rowell

#99. Tell me you love me," I pleaded"
"Gideon's eyes met mine. "You know I do"
"Imagine if I i ever said the words to you. If you never heard them from me"
"His chest expanded on a deep breath. "Crossfire

Sylvia Day

#100. A tall, gaunt man with small narrow eyes set deep in his skull like two old sisters trying to spy out of the windows of their house without being noticed themselves.

Ned Beauman