Top 100 Quotes About Her Eyes
#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. Janice rolled her eyes. First, the doctor had ogled her, and now Karr was leering at her and licking his lips lasciviously.
Oh this is great. I'm being mentally undressed by a space pirate.
William L. Lavell
#3. She knows more of love than the poets can say, and her eyes offer something that won't go away.
Harry Chapin
#4. 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
#5. Fatima's hair, what was left of it, had pulled free of the coil into which she'd put it before striking the match. Her face was now black and shiny, as if an artist commissioned to lacquer the eyes of a statue of
Katherine Boo
#6. She opened her eyes and touched her lips, as though he had just kissed them. She could taste him.
Jean M. Grant
#7. 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
#8. Amy looked up at him. Their faces were very close. She remembered when those dark expressive eyes would make her quiver inside, when being this close would make her blush and stammer. Not anymore, though.
Jude Watson
#9. In her dream, a large owl perches outside the window, staring at her through the glass with huge, white-rimmed eyes.
Rick Yancey
#10. 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
#11. 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
#12. MADELEINE HERON stared with unfocused eyes at the gleaming gray coffin that held the body of her husband.
S.K. Epperson
#13. She stepped back, staring up into my eyes. "You've given me hope." She ran her hand up my chest. "I don't know how to thank you for that."
I grinned. "You can start by taking my calls.
Lisa Kessler
#14. She has these strange gray eyes that let me see all the way back to when her scorn shaped men's lives.
Greg Bear
#15. She sipped, unprepared for the explosion of flavors on her tongue. She looked at Ronin and her eyes narrowed. Hey. The man wore that same expression of ecstasy during an orgasm.
Lorelei James
#16. 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
#17. 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
#18. 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
#19. Brilliant pale green of her eyes, the buttercup yellow of her hair.
J.R. Ward
#20. Perhaps when her eyes closed the sultriness of the night had changed to the momentary freshness of the turning dawn,
Frances Hodgson Burnett
#21. Lassiter," Ad and Colin said together. At the sound of the name, even Devina rolled her eyes. "Oh, Christ. Him again.
J.R. Ward
#22. He caught her, and he held her, and he let her cry, and cry, and cry, and he let her use his sheets to wipe her eyes, and her nose, and God knows what, because he had plenty of clean sheets, and he only had one Kat.
Tara Janzen
#23. 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
#24. 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,
#25. I don't shave," she interjected, stopping my train of thought again. "You don't shave?" I asked, my eyes traveling to her bare legs. "No." "Ever?" I asked inanely. Her legs had been smooth when I took off her sandal last night. "Yes, ever," Layna answered. "Everywhere?
Libby Austin
#26. A woman's belly is the garden of life. Her mind is the gateway to meaning. Her heart is the source of love. And her eyes are the light by which the whole world sees beauty.
Toni Sorenson
#27. To herself and wiping tears from her eyes, which turned
Kristin Hannah
#28. 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
#29. 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
#30. Their eyes meet and her heart starts flopping around weakly, like a bunny in a Ziploc bag. He grins and waves.
Neal Stephenson
#31. 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
#32. 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
#33. She sensed it, saw my eyes wet with tears, and only then must have discovered I was no longer the man I had been, and I endured her glance with a courage I never thought I had.
Gabriel Garcia Marquez
#34. Well that wasn't too bad," I said, leaning against my car.
"Yeah, maybe for you since I had most of his weight."
"Well, you're a lot stronger than me."
"Oh, whatever, Aislin, you're just as strong as me," she said, rolling her eyes.
Raven Hudgins
#35. She looked at him - those wide blue eyes - with sort of an odd, glazed look. Not with the adoration or wonder that you might expect, more like she'd been drinking and would be leaving as soon as she found her car keys.
Christopher Moore
#36. 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
#37. ... although her mouth uttered fond words, her eyes spoke only venom.
Jasper Fforde
#38. 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
#39. 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
#40. 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
#41. Good girls earn good things." She let my jaw go, her eyes going beyond me toward Benny's house, then coming back to me. "Let yourself have good things." "It's not right," I told her quietly. "Know one thing on God's beautiful earth, and that is" - she leaned into me - "love is never wrong.
Kristen Ashley
#42. Good. Or instead, what if I just told you that I love you?" Payton gazed
into his eyes. "What would you say, J. D. Jameson, if I told you that?"
J.D. smiled. He touched his forehead to Payton's, closed his eyes, and
answered her with one word.
"Finally.
Julie James
#43. 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
#44. 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
#45. I'm not... I'm not without a heart,' he heard Sophia say, her chin raised, eyes straight ahead. 'I'm not. I just don't have the luxury of being soft. I am trying to survive.
Alexandra Bracken
#46. 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
#47. 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
#48. 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
#49. She learned to say things with her eyes that others waste time putting into words
Corey Ford
#50. Her eyes burn like
a match head striking
my flesh with ferocity
and precision to ignite
the night with a divinorum induced
dream.
A.P. Sweet
#51. 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
#52. What do you think about when you close your eyes?" she asked. Alex looked at her, her silky orange eyes catching light from the fire, her hair falling against her cheek, her lips soft and full. "You really want to know?" She nodded. "Yeah." "I think about you,
Lisa McMann
#53. Her pink hair helped her cheerful act - hard to look sad with pink hair - even if her eyes were a little pink, too.
Patricia Briggs
#54. 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
#55. Her eyes are different. Wary, guarded, tinged with that human emotion I despise the most: regret.
Karen Marie Moning
#56. 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
#57. Amy closed her eyes, an internal groan echoing inside her head. "Your one password is B-zero-N, J-zero-V-one? Kill me now.
Rosie Claverton
#58. 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
#59. Maleela stalked up to him and slapped him hard across the right cheek. Her eyes fumed with anger. "You idiot! Do you have any idea what would have happened if they had caught
Christian Warren Freed
#60. 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
#61. I nod like a trained puppy, hoping to god I'm not drooling. How am I supposed to go on stage when I can't take my eyes off her?
I think he's comatose.
Cassie Mae
#62. 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
#63. Perhaps tonight you'll meet someone who'll make you want it that much."
Alex rolled her eyes at the idea. "It's a night at Almack's, Eliza, not an enchanted ball. Let's not get too carried away.
Sarah MacLean
#66. 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
#67. Her eyes are closed when I reach the couch again. She looks so peaceful just lying there. I watch her for a moment, wishing I knew what the hell was going through her head, but I refuse to ask. I can carve pumpkins just as well as she can.
Colleen Hoover
#68. 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
#69. me - everything might just explode. I keep my eyes on the road. "You know what I like about you, Ultraviolet Remarkey-able? Everything." "But I thought you didn't like me." And then I look at her. She raises an eyebrow at me. I
Jennifer Niven
#70. 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
#71. Tears sprang from her eyes and she bit her lip to stop herself from howling at the bright pain.
Stephen M. Irwin
#72. You must be a fucking masochist to want anything to do with me."
Her hand slipped beneath my shirt, making my stomach muscles clench on contact, and her eyes locked with mine. "Or maybe I see something deeper than the darkness you wear on the surface.
Keri Lake
#73. 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
#74. What a great advantage a man can have over women, if he only knew what cold and calculating thoughts are going through her mind ... while her eyes are brimming with tears.
Esther Vilar
#75. It seems like hours pass, both of us staring into each others eyes. I have no idea what she sees that holds her, but I can't look away either. She's giving me the look again, the one that makes me feel like a superhero.
Ashley Stoyanoff
#76. 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
#77. I want to be a Huntress when I grow up!" shouted a voice from the throng.
Kyna rolled her eyes and shook her head. "You can't be a Huntress, Liam. You're not a centaur and you're not a female.
P.C. Cast
#78. 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
#79. 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
#80. There she stood. Dark circles ringed her eyes. Her face was pale, almost snow-white. She probably hadn't slept, either. She was still wearing the same dress. Her hair looked like a bomb had gone off. She was beautiful.
Daniel Ehrenhaft
#81. Last period of the day was new gym class. It was her only class that didn't include Evan, which was a relief. She should be functioning at a peak concentration, but he and his luminous eyes kept distracting her. First opprtunity I have, she thought. I'll bite him.
Sarah Beth Durst
#82. 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
#83. 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
#85. 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
#86. 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
#87. 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
#88. she lived with hurricane eyes and fell in love with the way the waves collapsed against her cheeks.
Christopher Poindexter
#89. Her eyes on my eyes. I was tearing apart, inside and outside.
Her life.
My life.
Maggie Stiefvater
#90. Here.
After so long waiting.
Her purple eyes.
Torn cloak.
Skin pale, sheer as ice.
Exhausted.
But unafraid.
Edith Pattou
#91. 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
#92. Well, another female child is born into the world! Last Sunday afternoon, Harriot Eaton Stanton - oh! the little heretic thus to desecrate that holy holiday - opened her soft blue eyes on this mundane sphere.
Elizabeth Cady Stanton
#93. Her eyes suddenly went round. "Hang on. You shoved him!"
"She shoved him?"
I turned to glare at Nate.
"Yes. And she's always running off on him." Suki shook her head at me. "We'd treat him much better if he was ours-
Sarah Alderson
#94. Our father died when we were very young, so our mother raised six kids. We saw the world filtered through her eyes, being a minority woman raising six kids.
Gilbert Hernandez
#95. Her light brown eyes were the color of sherry, fringed with long, thick, gold-tipped lashes.
Anne Rivers Siddons
#96. Her eyes narrowed with feigned disgust. "I cannot walk backwards anymore! I'm too afraid you'll run me into something."
He released one of her hands and reached around her, to cup her firm behind. "Trust me. I'd never risk hurting your backside.
Sandra Jones
#97. Keep hoping to see the light in her eyes. Even knowing it'll mean she's saying good-bye.
Karen Marie Moning
#98. Her eyes flashed, hot and angry, like lightening cutting through a red sunset.
Tyffani Clark Kemp
#99. She rolled her eyes. "If it pleases Your Magnanimous Holiness, I shall call you by your first name." " 'Magnanimous Holiness'? Oh, I like that one." A ghost of a smile appeared on her face, and Dorian looked down at the book.
Sarah J. Maas
#100. He walked to the bathroom and looked into the mirror, trying to see himself through her eyes. It was time to change his style, throw off the shroud of timidity and start living his life.
Rubianne Wood
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