Quotes About His Beautiful Eyes

#1. He put our hands to the table, gave me his beautiful eyes, and whispered back, Minute by minute, baby.

Kristen Ashley

#2. Jaykit blinked his beautiful eyes. "Does that mean you can make me see?" he mewed. "Hollykit and Lionkit can see things, I know. And I guess you and my mother can. Why not me?

Erin Hunter

#3. The Devil danced all over the place in his beautiful eyes. You never knew what kind of surprise he had for you, just to make you laugh.

Dorothea Benton Frank

#4. He stared down at me, and i examined his beautiful eyes up close, something i'd never tire of doing.

Tammara Webber

#5. Suddenly Vasya understood why the women all begged him for prayers; understood, too, that his warm hand, the strong bones of his face, were a weapon, to use where the weapons of speech had failed. He would get her obedience thus, with his rough hands, his beautiful eyes.

Katherine Arden

#6. I raised my hand and ran a finger across his lower lip. He closed his beautiful eyes and continued to move inside me, filling me, surrendering to me, slowly and passionately.

Sharlyn G. Branson

#7. I remember something."
"Yes?"
"You told me once that you were going to break my heart."
He rolls over to face her. "Yes," he says. "I may once have said something like that."
"What happened?"
His beautiful eyes are even more hypnotic up close.
"You broke mine.

Nenia Campbell

#8. Back in the gurdwara, the ceiling doing strange things above my head, Jungli fed me with pieces of orange.
Our outspoken attachment deepened. I was moved by his tenderness, his simplicity and his beautiful eyes. Beauty is a great robber of my common sense.

Sarah Lloyd

#9. All I knew was that he had the most beautiful eyes I'd ever seen and that his smile melted my heart like the sun melts butter

Anonymous

#10. 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

#11. The sweet reverence that emanated from his beautiful irises warmed the chilled chambers of my heart. Looking into Hunter's eyes felt like seeing into my own soul.

Adriane Leigh

#12. You must find a boy your own age. Someone mild and beautiful to be your lover. Someone who will tremble for your touch, offer you a marguerite by its long stem with his eyes lowered. Someone whose fingers are a poem.

Janet Fitch

#13. He then touched my chin softly and lifted it up to look into my eyes.I felt like i was under a spell or something. His eyes were strange but beautiful,like blue crystals,so transparent I became mesmerized by the.

Elena Carpenter

#14. I study his face closely. The smudges under his eyes are darker than usual; his lips are dry and ashen, similar to the rest of his face. It's been a while between haircuts. Two days' worth of stubble. He's beautiful.

Laura Buzo

#15. 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

#16. There's nothing about you that's fake. Not even on the inside." His eyes finally closed for good, leaving just a wry smile on his lips. "That's why you're so beautiful." I

S.D. Hendrickson

#17. But none of them are you." Luka pointed to his eye again. "We match. Why would I want anyone else? Nobody else if you. Long brown hair, blue eyes and tanned skinned beautiful you.

Tillie Cole

#18. I held him in my arms and looked into his eyes and knew nothing that beautiful could exist without the Lord's blessing.

Eve Langlais

#19. He was handsome. One might even say he was beautiful, with blond hair, gray eyes, and a youthful appearance. His body, although less than six feet tall, was lean and muscular beneath his black suit.

Sylvain Reynard

#20. It's a beautiful war, baby." He dipped so close, the tips of our noses brushed but his eyes never left mine. "And I ... just ... won.

Kristen Ashley

#21. I never wanted to kiss anyone more than I did when Dean Powell opened his beautiful, sleepy eyes and looked at me.

Lily Paradis

#22. I like your hair down." He twisted his fingers through the curls.
My eyes drifted shut as I relaxed next to him. "It's a mess. I need to get a haircut."
Hayden's fingers stilled. "No. You shouldn't cut your hair. It's beautiful."
I would never cut my hair. Ever.

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#23. But enough of that
here I am. Hineni! How marvelously beautiful it is today. He stopped in the overgrown yard, shut his eyes in the sun, against flashes of crimson, and drew in the odors of catalpa-bells, soil, honeysuckle, wild onions, and herbs.

Saul Bellow

#24. The beautiful man-boy that held my heart in his memories, who claimed my soul with his smile. I knew that if I kept looking in those deadly eyes, I'd sink into their infinite depths, lost forever. And something in my brain, in my heart, allowed that to be okay.

T. Torrest

#25. Her hair gives dawn it's fire, her eyes give dusk her soul"
He knew how to use his voice to melt a girl's heart, to make a girl want to believe. I steeled myself against the seductive words. "Excuse me?"
"It's a line of poetry describing a beautiful girl, one who doesn't seem to know it.

Elizabeth Chandler

#26. He cleared his throat, fixing his eyes on the road. "Why are you looking at me like that?"
All the hard edges within me had shimmered and gone soft.
"You said I was beautiful."
He smirked and settled back in his seat. "I guess I did.

Kristen Simmons

#27. I remember him standing next to me at Hoosier Hill, smiling out at the ugly trees and the ugly farmland and the ugly kids as if he could see Oz. 'Believe it or not, it's actually beautiful to some people..' So I decide to see it through his eyes.

Jennifer Niven

#28. There were crinkles at the corners of his eyes, which were merry and asquint with unselfconscious happiness. The change was profound. If he was beautiful when grave-and he was-smiling, he was nothing short of glorious.

Laini Taylor

#29. And because he loved her, it wouldn't matter that she wasn't twenty-two or thirty or forty anymore. In his eyes she was truly the most beautiful woman in the world. The thought brought tears to Parker's eyes. A sucker for love indeed.

Kristan Higgins

#30. Can one regret a thing that, however unwise, was beautiful? she said, and the hurt in his eyes softened into confusion.

Cassandra Clare

#31. Albert Einstein: The most beautiful thing we can experience is the mysterious. It is the source of all true art and all science. He to whom this emotion is a stranger, who can no longer pause to wonder and stand rapt in awe, is as good as dead: his eyes are closed... Elegantly

Matthew Cross

#32. Piers took a leisurely look at Linnet. There was the beauty, sure enough. But it didn't detract from the intelligence in her eyes. And in his opinion the slightly cynical lilt in her voice just made her all the more beautiful, as if Aphrodite had been crossed with Athena.

Eloisa James

#33. His eyes sparkle with some kind of hidden knowledge as he lets me pass, like beautiful people know the meaning of the universe and are amused by us ordinary folks who have to bumble along in the dark.

L. H. Cosway

#34. At one point I was introduced to a devastatingly handsome young man
beautiful, really
with black unruly hair, large sensitive eyes fringed by long dark lashes, a full sensuous mouth
and an irresistible personality. His name was Tony Curtis.

Janet Leigh

#35. He framed her face with his calloused hands and looked down at her. His beautiful blue eyes searched her face and all her fears fled. In his eyes she saw everything she needed. Gentleness, kindness, passion and ... maybe, just maybe a hint of love.

Tamara Hoffa

#36. His eyes widen. I have bound us, and he knows it. He is so beautiful, so warm and cruel and distant that I think, without the connection, I might just run away.

Alaya Dawn Johnson

#37. He cupped my face in his hands and my eyes closed at his touch. My Ellie. My beautiful girl. I will burn for you. I will die for you.

Karina Halle

#38. What," Scarlet breathed, clutching the bouquet, "is this?"
Wolf smiled around his canine teeth. "You are the most beautiful sight I have ever laid eyes on."
Scarlet cocked her head. "And you look like you're about to get married." There was blatant amusement in her tone.

Marissa Meyer

#39. Like a child standing in a beautiful park with his eyes shut tight, there's no need to imagine trees, flowers, deer, birds, and sky; we merely need to open our eyes and realize what is already here, who we already are - as soon as we stop pretending we're small or unholy.

Bo Lozoff

#40. Kitten?"
"Yeah?"
His eyes were beautiful when they met mine, luminous and clear, and a long moment stretched out between us. "I love you.

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#41. Strikingly tall, broad, a thick head of silky chestnut hair, olive skin and beautiful almond shaped eyes. His was a strong face, masculine, powerful. I disliked it greatly.

Samantha Young

#42. Elena smiled and he had to smile back, at first just a quirk of the lip, and then a full smile. She was ... Damn it, she was everything. Witty, enchanting, brave, smart ... and beautiful. And he knew that his eyes were saying all that and that she wasn't turning away.

L.J.Smith

#43. To me, he is art, poetry for the eyes and heart. He is the most terrifyingly beautiful guy I have ever seen. And his scars have to tell a story ...

Jessica Sorensen

#44. SHE hears me strike the board and say
That she is under ban
Of all good men and women,
Being mentioned with a man
That has the worst of all bad names;
And thereupon replies
That his hair is beautiful,
Cold as the March wind his eyes.

W.B.Yeats

#45. I was struck dumb by his incredibly beautiful blue eyes, which shone like sapphires in the soft light of the torches. One look was all he needed to win over any woman. Everything about him oozed confidence, greatness, power, and sex appeal.

Sharlyn G. Branson

#46. Nothing is more beautiful in the eyes of God than a soul that loves to hear His Word.

Martin Luther

#47. At this the Wart's eyes grew rounder and rounder, until they were about as big as the owl's who was sitting on his shoulder, and his face got redder and redder, and a breath seemed to gather itself beneath his heart.

T.H. White

#48. Don't leave me," I yell as he walks down the path leading to another life.
Turning and glancing at me over his shoulder, his eyes are no longer gleaming their perfect shade of green; they're cloudy, hazy even. "I'm not," he says as he keeps walking. "You left me, beautiful girl.

Kim Karr

#49. To know I was beautiful in his eyes made me beautiful.

Janet Fitch

#50. As the moon rose before her very eyes, the first beams hit the pond, sending sparkles of light bouncing off the water. "It's beautiful."
"So are you." His voice seemed to brush across her, like soft, smooth silk.

Cat Johnson

#51. Myrnin froze, staring at her. He really was amazing, she thought; when he had that light in his eyes, it was possible to see past the crazy behavior and clothing chaos and recognize him as just ... beautiful. The longing in his face was breathtaking.

Rachel Caine

#52. I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that he was beautiful. I weep for him because whenever he lay on my banks and looked into my waters, I could see my own beauty reflected in his eyes.

Paulo Coelho

#53. Love breaks your heart, fucks you up - perfect, all-consuming chaos." ... He wraps me up in his arms, his eyes on mine. "But it's also this. Peace, and warmth, and so fucking beautiful, you'll risk anything to keep it.

Kristen Callihan

#54. 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

#55. Amusement made her blue eyes sparkle as she smiled up at him. Her hand moved slightly until one beautiful breast was exposed to him. The air left his lungs then returned in a rush.
"You, sweet witch, are playing with fire," he whispered hoarsely.
"Perhaps I should help you put it out.

Monica Burns

#56. His blue-green eyes were dark pools of immeasurable depth, pools you could drown yourself in and never again come up for air.

Robert Thier

#57. This boy wore the ocean in his eyes, green-gray-blue, ever shifting, and I recognized him immediately. Knew before he said another word that he was as dangerous as he was beautiful.

Sarah Ockler

#58. His eyes alone set her insides ablaze.
The blue looked dark as midnight at the moment, a twinkle in his eyes like they held all the stars in his gaze. He had a solar system inside of him, a universe of secrets Serah yearned to explore.

J.M. Darhower

#59. His smile and beautiful green eyes drew me in and made my knees weak ... You know, my heart almost stopped when you kissed me.

Jordan Deen

#60. Dust everywhere ... and out of that emerged this beautiful boy with the bluest eyes I'd ever seen, holding his hand out to help me to my feet.

Marie Lu

#61. There was her face, like a summer peach, beautiful and warm, and the light of the candles reflected in her dark eyes. [He] held his breath. The entire world waited and held its breath.

Ray Bradbury

#62. He thought she was the most beautiful sight he'd ever seen and looking into her eyes made him believe he gazed into heaven. She had become his life, his entire world, and he loved her with his very soul. "I

Laurann Dohner

#63. She wanted to walk into a crowded restaurant where a man would look up and take her into his arms with his eyes. She wanted to know what it was like to feel that she was beautiful to someone and had been eagerly waited for

J.R. Ward

#64. We need our goats!" I yelled.
I waded through the crowd until I reached our chariot. I grabbed Otis's face and pressed my forehead against his.
"Testing," I whispered. "Is this goat on? Thor, can you hear me?"
"You have beautiful eyes," Otis told me.

Rick Riordan

#65. He was beautiful, but even more so in his formal attire, with his dark hair and pale eyes. His glistening sword hung at his side, and his tall boots shined in the candlelight. The

Serena Valentino

#66. Romeo leaned forward and lifted my chin with his fingers. My eyes connected with his and this ... this current went through the room. His fingers slid from beneath my chin and tucked the hair behind my ear. "You're beautiful," he said, a hint of surprise in his tone.

Cambria Hebert

#67. But the nice man had cold eyes. When interacting with his fascinated lady-harem, they had been blue. But when he turned his attention to me - however briefly - I could have sworn that they turned gray, the color of water beneath a sky from which snow will soon fall.

Stephen King

#68. The lines of his face were nearly perfect, the curve of his jaw strong, and he had the most expressive lips I'd ever seen. But it was those thundercloud eyes I found beautiful. No one had those eyes.

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#69. Was he bewitched by those beautiful eyes, that soft, half-open, sighing mouth which lay so close upon his shoulder only yesterday? He could not even shake off the recollection that she had been there; that her arms had been round him, once - if never again.

Elizabeth Gaskell

#70. Sex is natural." He trailed one finger down the valley between her breasts to her navel, making her stomach muscles jitter in response. "And fucking beautiful." His clear blue eyes held hers. "Now, forget everything else," he said, "And Get. On. That. Bed.

Kitty French

#71. There'd been blood in his eyes and Johnny was dying, but it was the most beautiful and frozen dawn Elisha had ever seen. He'd laid on the ground and stared through red stains at a bloody sun and bloody clouds and night's last death whisper. Even the blind remember a dawn like that.

Kendra L. Saunders

#72. The last book I picked up had a picture of the Stranger on the front cover. Although his eyes were not nearly as beautiful in my dream state, they still took my breath away. I opened it up curiously and there was one word written in a large, bolded font: FATE.

Markelle Grabo

#73. I'm so disgusting,' I try to argue, but his hands and his voice and his marble mother's eyes won't let it be true anymore.
'No,' he says. 'You're beautiful.

E.R. Frank

#74. I wanted to be wanted and he was very beautiful, kissed with his eyes closed, and only felt good while moving. You could drown in those eyes, I said, so it's summer, so it's suicide, so we're helpless in sleep and struggling at the bottom of the pool.

Richard Siken

#75. The most beautiful experience we can have is the mysterious. It is the fundamental emotion which stands at the cradle of true art and true science. Whoever does not know it and can no longer wonder, no longer marvel, is as good as dead, and his eyes are dimmed. - ALBERT EINSTEIN

Glen David Gold

#76. The light in his eyes was like the sun rising. My knees trembled and my heart quaked. It was powerful and beautiful and perfect.

Kylie Scott

#77. You are the most beautiful thing that ever happened to me, Lizzy. His voice was broken and scratchy and a tear slid out from the corner of each of his eyes.

Rachel Higginson

#78. It's time, Perry. He let her go. She took a step back, taking in his face one last time. His green eyes. The bend in his nose and the scars on his cheek. All the tiny inperfections that made him beautiful. Without a word, she turned and made her way downhill.

Veronica Rossi

#79. In the hazy afternoon light through the windows he looked beautiful and dissolute, shirt open at the collar and streaks of golden hair falling into his eyes, like some Regency buck after a long night's dancing.

Tana French

#80. He sits in silence, and his eyes are definitely not the man I know. They're wistful, lonely, and so beautiful I have to close mine. "I

Sally Thorne

#81. To any artist, worthy of the name, all in nature is beautiful, because his eyes, fearlessly accepting all exterior truth, read there, as in an open book, all the inner truth.

Auguste Rodin

#82. I love the way he's staring at me. It makes me feel more than just beautiful. I feel like I'm his. Like no one else could possibly compare to me. He doesn't even have to say the words. I see it in his eyes. I can practically read it in his mind.

Krista Ritchie

#83. He smelled the garden, the yellow shield of light smote his eyes, and he whispered, "Life is so beautiful."
...
Yes, he thought, if I can die saying, "Life is so beautiful," then nothing else is important.

Mario Puzo

#84. Kutesosh gajair'is." It was a bare whisper.

"Such simple phrases. I destroy the enemy. I protect life. And my personal favorite - "

"Kun-kabynalti osu fuir'is."

"None shall die while I watch over them. The irony is so beautiful." Elkinsair wiped at his eyes.

Patrick Weekes

#85. ... he grabbed my hand again. That same warmth hit me, seeping into my skin. I bit my lip and forced myself not to relish in the tingling heat. Samuel's eyes widened. Fangs erupted from his gums. His nostrils flared as he inhaled me.

Kenya Wright

#86. His eyes are a midnight moment filled with memories, the only windows into my world.

Tahereh Mafi

#87. It was a woman
as pale and luminescent as a ghost, with swirling white hair. Ezra startled, dropping his pencil into the water. Her face snapped toward him. Her eyes were too large, clear green, and had horizontal, slit-shaped pupils, reminiscent of an octopus.

Elizabeth Fama

#88. He was the kind of beautiful you couldn't buy, with his golden-brown eyes and square, scruffy chin - a symphony of perfection only flawless genes could compose.

Jamie McGuire

#89. Doost", Ahmed voiced. "Doost",he repeated softly,shutting his eyes.
The word felt like a caress.
"what does it mean?"
'It means "The Friend","The One I Love","the One I Long For".

Muriel Maufroy

#90. His avid look made her feel not beautiful and loved, but ugly and ashamed. How could you be violated by mere eyes? How could you be lovers with someone, and yet feel every moment alone with them intruded upon your privacy, your dignity?

Lois McMaster Bujold

#91. The lake was silent for some time. Finally, it said:
I weep for Narcissus, but I never noticed that Narcissus was beautiful. I weep because, each time he knelt beside my banks, I could see, in the depths of his eyes, my own beauty reflected.

Paulo Coelho

#92. His gaze moved from me to my hand as his brows rose and his grin transformed into a heart-stopping smile that reached his eyes, lightening them and warming them up. Seth not smiling or smirking was beautiful, but him smiling?

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#93. A soft inward look some into his eyes, as if he was amazed to find himself alive on such a beautiful day.

Sarah Porter

#94. The impact hit her like a physical blow. He was ... "Beautiful." Eyes of such pure undiluted blue it was as if some heavenly artist had crushed sapphires into his paints and then colored in the irises with the finest of brushes.

Nalini Singh

#95. You're beautiful, too. I mean, you're hot," I blurted out. "But I always knew you would be." my eyes widened as I realize what just streamed out of my mouth, and his grin to turn into a smile. "Oh my God, I did not just say ... any of that out loud."
"you did"
"Ugh.

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#96. And he'll indulge you, because he's making an investment in you. You're an asset to him. You're beautiful, well bred and well connected, and independently wealthy. You're also in love with him and he can't take his eyes off you. I bet he can't keep his hands off you, either.

Sylvia Day

#97. Because it's the same as in mine. Because I love you, Julia. I am completely in love with you, and I love you, and I want you to love me, he said, never breaking his gaze from hers, his beautiful brown eyes flooded with love.

Lauren Blakely

#98. His short black hair gleamed like a raven's feathers, off-setting his pale skin and blue eyes so deep they were violet, even in the firelight.

Sarah J. Maas

#99. If to the viewer's eyes, my world appears less beautiful than his, I'm to be pitied and the viewer praised.

Rockwell Kent

#100. But now, his liberated eyes stayed on this side, he saw and became aware of the visible, sought to be at home in this world, did not search for the true essence, did not aim at a world beyond. Beautiful was this world, looking at it thus, without searching, thus simply, thus childlike

Hermann Hesse