Quotes About Hazel Eyes

#1. I'd have to say, you've got something behind those hazel eyes of yours that I haven't seen in a long time

Magan Vernon

#2. As Rhys closed his eyes, he saw those stunning hazel eyes, those full lips, that long tumble of dark, coppery curls, and, last but not least, that tight little body that made his fingers itch to touch her.

Sibylla Matilde

#3. Dark, that's the word. Dark hair strategically styled in at least a dozen conflicting directions. Dark brows and lashes, dark stubble, and hazel eyes pinning me with a piercing dark look.

Jewel E. Ann

#4. Big hazel eyes ... she had this laugh ... I can still hear it sometimes.

Khaled Hosseini

#5. Would you like me to do something about that?" Matt inquired in a polite
voice, his hazel eyes sparkling, as he gazed at the tent in Benny's boxers.

"Yes, please, I'd like you to sit on it," Benny responded equally politely

Podga

#6. Lilah stood above them, tall and beautiful, her white hair whipping in the fresh breeze, her clothes streaked with gore, her hazel eyes glowing with fire.
She turned slowly to Nix and in her ghostly whisper of a voice said, I hate boys.

Jonathan Maberry

#7. It's so beautiful. It has our initials," she said, running her fingertip over the engraving.
"You know me," I half joked. "Any way I can get my name on you."
She looked up. I felt her hazel eyes on my face. "I love you."
- Rimmel & Romeo

Cambria Hebert

#8. The satyr gave me a sympathetic glance. She was shorter than me by a foot, with large hazel eyes that matched her curly hair. I tried to keep my eyes away from her furry lower half, but it was difficult, especially when she smelled faintly like a petting zoo.

Julie Kagawa

#9. That made me feel very disturbed, because it never seemed to be about how much hard work was involved. Ever. It was about ... 'hazel eyes'. It does help if you can brush that stuff off.

Julia Ormond

#10. A man who can effortlessly get what he wants, and right now those exquisite hazel eyes stare her down as if to devour her entire being.

Sarah Stein

#11. The morning light played up his hazel eyes and for a moment I was caught in his allure. The dark brows, the dark hair, the tan skin. A weaker woman would have thrown herself at him a long time ago.

R.S. Grey

#12. Sooner or later we were destined to meet. And when we did, I would learn why his kind hazel eyes were eternally sad and how I came to be murdered on an early-spring night.

Elif Shafak

#13. I met those laughing, fierce hazel eyes. Cassian's smile softened. "Hello, Feyre." My throat tightened to the point of pain, and I threw my arms around his neck, embracing him tightly. "I missed you, too," Cassian murmured, squeezing me.

Sarah J. Maas

#14. I kissed someone tonight."
"Good for you. Now go back to sleep."
"It was Wesley...Wesley Rush."
Casey shot straight up in bed. "Whoa!" She shook her head and rubbed the sleep from her wide hazel eyes. "Okay, now I'm awake.

Kody Keplinger

#15. I look up into his face and catch a glimpse of an emotion I never expected to see. His hazel eyes are warm, his mouth is tender. He looks like a man in love.

Philippa Gregory

#16. Everything is art,' Tim says, a far-off look suddenly clouding those hazel eyes. 'Death is art. Life is art. Pain is art.

Jen Violi

#17. He wanted to break up with me in the cafeteria? Fat chance. I leaned toward him and touched his arm in a girlfriend sort of way. "If you planned to stage a public breakup with me, you can forget it."
Amusement showed in his hazel eyes. "Think you can stop me?

Chris Cannon

#18. If you hear screaming, it's my meltdown. Do me a favor and make sure I stay dressed."
Those hazel eyes took their sweet time taking in every inch of my body. "I make no promises.

Ashlan Thomas

#19. A health to the nut-brown lass, With the hazel eyes: let it pass ... As much to the lively grey 'Tis as good i' th' night as day: ... She's a savour to the glass, And excuse to make it pass.

John Suckling

#20. On April 3, 2014, Jane Goodall turned 80. The iconic blond ponytail has gone gray, but the sparkle of intelligence, sly humor, and fierce dedication still shines from her hazel eyes.

David Quammen

#21. 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

#22. It was a shame, really, to have that much beauty. God could have divided up his thick eyelashes, strong features, hazel eyes, and delicious mouth among three men, therefore giving more women a chance at happiness.

Alessandra Torre

#23. As always, there was an all-American war hero look to him, coded in his tousled brown hair, his summer-narrowed hazel eyes, the straight nose that ancient Anglo-Saxons had graciously passed on to him. Everything about him suggested valor and power and a firm handshake.

Maggie Stiefvater

#24. I looked up, into the muddy hazel eyes of the nicest man I would ever learn to hate.

R. J. Anderson

#25. He was defeated. Competitive him, who'd spent most of his life perfecting the art of winning. He'd been trounced by a woman. Killed with one look from those hazel eyes.

Becky Wade

#26. Two features would be with her always. Her chin was firm and her mouth was as sweet as a flower and very wide and pink. Her hazel eyes were sharp and intelligent and completely fearless.

John Steinbeck

#27. I braced my hands on my hips, examining the drop, the trees, the lake beyond. "What did I do wrong?"

Azriel, who had been sharpening Truth-Teller in his lap, flicked his hazel eyes up to me. "Aside from the tree?

Sarah J. Maas

#28. Those deep hazel eyes held his and didn't blink.
"You'd be amazed what I would do to keep you alive."
Abruptly, V's mouth opened, his breath growing tight. And as the two of them stood chest-to-chest, he knew every inch of his body, felt it all at once.

J.R. Ward

#29. This girl, this impossibly sweet girl, was his present and his future, despite his past. Fate had to be smiling at him. He couldn't imagine life without this dark haired beauty. Those beautiful hazel eyes reached into his heart and took hold.

Shayna Varadeaux

#30. His eyes were that curious shade of hazel that made her think of sunshine and toffee, caramel and whiskey, sweetness and sin all at once, and they were fixed on her with so much heat. So much intent. And she knew he was right. This was her moment, here and now ...

Megan Crane

#31. Her friends' lips were red, their teeth white, and their tongues and gums were pink. Pink, too, were the tips of their breasts. Their eyes were aquamarine blue, cherry-black, hazel and maroon.

Italo Calvino

#32. I understand you've been spending some time in the company of my son." Adam's father had a disconcerting stare. His eyes were hazel, close in color to my own, but there was an uncanny awareness in them - like he knew what you'd had for breakfast that morning and how you would sleep that night.

Jennifer Lynn Barnes

#33. She smiled at him, though her hazel-green eyes were wary beneath the brim of a sodden hat. Right at that moment, staring at her across the hall, Gideon Shaw, cynic, hedonist, drunkard, libertine, fell hopelessly in love.

Lisa Kleypas

#34. Brayden met my eyes. His were hazel, almost like Eddie's but with a little green. Not as much green as Adrian's, of course. No one's eyes were that amazingly green.

Richelle Mead

#35. Between the three of us, we have five legs, four eyes & two & a half working pairs of lungs.

John Green

#36. Tears fill her eyes, making the hazel colour sparkle like pebbles at the bottom of a clear stream when the sun shines on them.

Shelly Pratt

#37. It's hard as hell to hold on to your dignity when the risen sun is too bright in your losing eyes, and that's what I was thinking about as we hunted for bad guys through the ruins of a city that didn't exist.

John Green

#38. He liked the way she talked. There was something in her eyes too. He saw it the first time when she had said, 'I've seen you before many times, and I always remembered you.' Josiah could not remember ever seeing her before, but there was something in her hazel brown eyes that made him believe her.

Leslie Marmon Silko

#39. His hazel stare burned into hers. God, his eyes saw into her soul in a way no one else's could. Unconditional love in it's purest form.

Lisa N. Paul

#40. Dork," I chastised affectionately. But his cheesy exclamation was something I was okay with. I smiled up at him. His hazels danced with mischief. "Okay," I agreed.

The mischief turned to triumph.

Damn those magic eyes!

Sarah Brocious

#41. Uh, she said maybe your eyes matched the Fog like a synchronous magnetic field?"
"I don't even know what language that is.

Joel N. Ross

#42. Jo turns towards me. Her voice is calm but now I see her eyes blaze in a holy hazel fire. She doesn't want to die, but she will, for what she believes in. I need new friends.

Eliza Crewe

#43. Some theologians argue that one kind of grace is better than another, and that some people think they're experiencing "divine" grace when it's actually just "common."
To me, that's like bickering about what color God's eyes are. (They're hazel, in case you were wondering.)

Cathleen Falsani

#44. I cut a glance to him, and his eyes were still on me.
It occurred to me why they call it eye contact.

John Green

#45. His eyes were hazel, his gray hair tousled, and he wore the look of a man who had seen too much, too soon, and been forced to deal with idiots all too often.

Alan Dean Foster

#46. He feels it, too. His eyes widen. A lovely hazel. Green with flecks of brown and gold. The colors I love. The colors of the earth.

Sophie Jordan