Top 100 Quotes About The Eyes Of A Man
#2. It's a feeling which tells me that any woman can be beautiful in the eyes of a man who loves her.
Joanne Harris
#3. The eyes of a man are of no use without the observing power. Telescopes and microscopes are cunning contrivances, but they cannot see of themselves.
Edwin Paxton Hood
#4. He saw the tension of the face, the speed of the walk, the drunken exhilaration of the body, drunk on the energy of sleepless nights, the proud lift of the head, the clear, steady, ruthless eyes, the eyes of a man who drove himself without pity toward that which he wanted.
Ayn Rand
#5. I don't really understand it. Never have. The more I think on it the more it horrifies me. How can they look in the eyes of a man and make a slave of him and then quote the Bible?
Michael Shaara
#6. If they can read in the eyes of a man an energy, a passion, then they find him attractive.
Michel Houellebecq
#7. A beautiful woman can make herself
look ugly in the eyes of a man if she is very insecure.
Sherry Argov
#8. I'm going to teach you the art of distinguishing between day and night. Always look at a window, and failing that look into the eyes of a man. If you see a face, any face, then you can be sure that night has succeeded day. For, believe me, night has a face." Then,
Elie Wiesel
#9. The eyes of a man in the jaundice make yellow observations on everything; and the soul tinctured with any passion diffuses a false color over the appearance of things.
Isaac Watts
#10. The work of human thought should withstand the test of brutal, naked reality. If it cannot, it is worthless. Probably only those things are worthwhile which can preserve their validity in the eyes of a man threatened with instant death.
Czeslaw Milosz
#11. He had the eyes of a man that had seen things. Eyes that were soulful and wise, yet vibrant and sultry. Eyes that made me want to run away, yet urged me to stay.
S.L. Jennings
#12. But our eyes are different, what you see ain't what I see.
Mitch Albom
#13. 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
#14. Narian scrutinised both me and the Queen, with eyes so deeply blue I could not break away from them. I was glad he was no longer questioning me, for those eyes made me want to tell him everything. At the same time, those eyes revealed something to me. Was he in love with Alera?
Cayla Kluver
#15. Ice melt when heated
Eyes melts when hated
Alexander
#16. 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
#17. Eyes are very appealing to me. I also like somebody who is interested in a career for themselves and can treat me like a normal person.
Brian Littrell
#18. His eyes sparkled, and he sent up a great blue triumphant cloud from his cigarette.
Arthur Conan Doyle
#20. Withdrawn into the peace of this desert, along with some books, few but wise, I live in conversation with the deceased, and listen to the dead with my eyes
Francisco De Quevedo
#21. Don't let your ears hear what your eyes didn't see, and don't let your mouth say what your heart doesn't feel
Anonymous
#22. She knows more of love than the poets can say, and her eyes offer something that won't go away.
Harry Chapin
#23. Can you see the future, Kerbouchard?"
"Who would wish to? Our lives hold a veil between anticipation and horror. Anticipation is the carrot suspended before the jackass to keep him moving forward. Horror is what he would see if he took his eyes off the carrot.
Louis L'Amour
#25. Underneath Day's azure eyes, Ocean's nursling, Venice lies, A peopled labyrinth of walls, Amphitrite's destined halls
Percy Bysshe Shelley
#26. I am who I am in the eyes of God-
nothing more and nothing less.
Richard Rohr
#27. Oodles of light what a beautiful sight
Both of God's eyes are shining tonight
John Prine
#28. 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
#29. 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
#30. She opened her eyes and touched her lips, as though he had just kissed them. She could taste him.
Jean M. Grant
#31. He [God] chooses not to intervene in the world. Why not? Because he figures he's done enough and the rest is up to us? Or he wouldn't know where to begin? Or because he's in awe of his own miracle? That's how I picture him, his mouth slightly agape, his eyes wide in disbelief.
Jon Cohen
#32. I don't buy into that pressure to be glamorous all the time. It's impossible, I mean, you get a pimple in the morning, you wake up with bags under your eyes, you see if you can use it in your work, maybe incorporate it into your character.
Halle Berry
#33. Each of you, get rid of the vile images you have set your eyes on, and do not defile yourselves
Anonymous
#35. Can I ask what you're reading?" ... She turned the book so the cover faced me. Wuthering Heights. "Have you read it?" She said. I nodded. I could feel the pulsating beat of my heart behind my eyes. "It's a sad story." "Sad stories make good books," She said. "They do.
Khaled Hosseini
#36. 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
#37. They really do look gold.How is that even possible?How can someone have golden eyes?
Meg Cabot
#38. Not truly living in the present moment and later regretting is like closing your eyes when a peacock is dancing, only to want to see it dance once it is gone.-RVM
R.v.m.
#39. This watching through cool intent eyes and delicately adjusting one factor or another till a man's fundamental instinct for self-preservation cracks, is savagery in its most pure, most polished and most highly evolved form.
Tana French
#40. It now appears that the negro race is, more than any other, susceptible of rapid civilization. The emancipation is observed, in the islands, to have wrought for the negro a benefit as sudden as when a thermometer is brought out of the shade into the sun. It has given him eyes and ears.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
#41. You're one of them de Luce girls over from Buckshaw. I'd rec'nize them cold blue eyes anywhere.
Alan Bradley
#42. I've never met all these people you speak of. And neither, I suspect, have you. They only exist in words we hear. It is folly to say you know what is happening to other people. Only they know, if they exist. They have their own Universes of their eyes and ears.
Douglas Adams
#43. 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
#44. I just close my eyes and act like I'm a 3-year-old. I try to get as close to a childlike level as possible because we were all artists back then. So you just close your eyes and think back to when you were as young as you can remember and had the least barriers to your creativity.
Kanye West
#45. Boobs have always been sort of a problem for me." Will's eyes widened. "Boobs are never a problem for anyone. Ever.
Christina Lauren
#46. All that is beautiful, and all that looks on beauty with eyes filled with fire, like a lover's eyes: all of this is yours; you gave it to me, sunlight! all these stars are yours; you gave them to me, skies!
Conrad Aiken
#47. The Kon-Tiki expedition opened my eyes to what the ocean really is. It is a conveyor and not an isolator. The ocean has been man's highway from the days he built the first buoyant ships, long before he tamed the horse, invented wheels, and cut roads through the virgin jungles.
Thor Heyerdahl
#48. And finally - he was neither able nor willing to prevent it - the self-loathing dammed up inside him spilled over and gushed out, gushed out of glaring eyes that grew ever grimmer, angrier, beneath the rim of his cap, flooding the outside world as perfect, vulgar hate.
Patrick Suskind
#49. In her dream, a large owl perches outside the window, staring at her through the glass with huge, white-rimmed eyes.
Rick Yancey
#50. Those who wish to sit, shut their eyes,
and meditate to know if the world's true or lies,
may do so. It's their choice. But I meanwhile
with hungry eyes that can't be satisfied
shall take a look at the world in broad daylight.
Rabindranath Tagore
#51. Shutting your eyes and pretending something's not happening doesn't make it not true, Jace.
Cassandra Clare
#52. A man driving a wagonload of children in a cage doesn't have to state his business. A farmer whose flesh lies sunken around his bones, and whose eyes are the colour of hunger, doesn't have to explain himself if he walks up to such a man. Hunger lies beneath all of our ugliest transactions.
Mark Lawrence
#53. But the one thing that totally drew me in was his eyes. They were green but it wasn't the color that I was fascinated by, but something inside them made me feel like I didn't want to look away.
Something seemed to be pulling me toward
him.
Jennifer Whitfield
#54. You gotta love the cops. They start the night ready to shoot someone's eyes off and at the same time ready to carry a child with a grandmother's tenderness. Ready to shatter and ready to soothe at the touch of a trigger, a good cop is an amazing animal.
Marc Parent
#55. She groaned and closed those eyes. "Do not look at me like that. You will make me smile, and I refuse to smile when I am attempting to stay mad at you.
Jenni James
#56. She decided not to look him in the eyes ever again. It was too much like being shoved over the edge of a ravine.
Dia Reeves
#57. I never talked about you much. I said to Hardy. My voice sounded odd to my own ears.
Hardy stared into my eyes and nodded, understanding that some things mean too
much to be expressed easily.
Lisa Kleypas
#58. Awe is the salve that will heal our eyes.
Rumi
#59. Sometimes," she said, "two people pass each other by, look into each other's eyes for a moment, and all that's left is a wish. A dream of what might have been. And then they move away from each other with every step, and away from all their dreams.
Kai Meyer
#60. The old white man didn't look into your eyes, he looked clear through your eyes, and straight to the inside of the back of your head. 'Instead of runnin from pain, which is the natural thing in life, in boxing you step to it, get me?
F.X. Toole
#61. The best evaluation I can make of a player is to look in his eyes and see how scared they are.
Michael Jordan
#62. You're an asshole."
"And you're a bitch," he says. "A bitch with a kick-ass smile and eyes that can seriously screw with a guy's head.
Simone Elkeles
#63. Let no one define how you se yourself ... save God alone. See yourself through His eyes and His strength, and you'll see who you can be despite being who you are.
Tamera Alexander
#64. Today is mine. Tomorrow is none of my business. If I peer anxiously into the fog of the future, I will strain my spiritual eyes so that I will not see clearly what is required of me now.
Elisabeth Elliot
#65. In God's eyes, no one on this planet is any better than you.
Wayne Dyer
#66. 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
#68. Part of falling in love with someone is actually falling in love with yourself. Realizing that you're gorgeous, you're fearless and unpredictable, you're a firecracker spitting light, entrancing a hundred faces that stare up at you with starry eyes.
Leah Raeder
#69. When I have survived the worst, opening my eyes underwater, sniffing water into my sinuses and snorting it out,
Suzanne Collins
#70. 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
#71. MADELEINE HERON stared with unfocused eyes at the gleaming gray coffin that held the body of her husband.
S.K. Epperson
#72. Suddenly a mist fell from my eyes and I knew the way I had to take.
Edvard Grieg
#73. When sleepy, meditate with your eyes open wide. Stand in place for a few minutes or do walking meditation. If it's really bad, walk briskly or walk backward, splash some water on your face. Sleepiness is something we can respond to creatively. When
Jack Kornfield
#74. 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
#75. If I could write the beauty of your eyes And in fresh numbers number all your graces, The age to come would say, 'This poet lies; Such heavenly touches ne'er touch'd earthly faces.'
William Shakespeare
#76. She has these strange gray eyes that let me see all the way back to when her scorn shaped men's lives.
Greg Bear
#77. 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
#78. Why do we go to all this trouble' Parker asked. 'Men don't notice anyway.'
'Because what we wear affects how we feel, how we act, how we move. And that they do notice. Especially the move. Get dressed, smoke the eyes. You'll know you look good so you'll feel good. You'll have a better time.
Nora Roberts
#79. Religion is like this; a prayer, a song, a flower, a white sugar ball, a chime of the brass bell, the rendering of mantra, closing one's eyes; Meditation.
Aporva Kala
#80. The rain continued. It was a hard rain, a perpetual rain, a sweating and steaming rain; it was a mizzle, a downpour, a fountain, a whipping at the eyes, an undertow at the ankles; it was a rain to drown all rains and the memory of rains.
Ray Bradbury
#81. I want
you to have
this,
all the beauty in my eyes, and the grace of my mouth,
all the splendor of my strength,
all the
wonder of the musk parts
of my
body,
for are we
not talking about real love, real
love?
Mirabai
#82. Really. It's plain for anyone to see that he cares for you. His eyes rarely leave you and he's terribly attentive. I'm positive he's in love with you, Terri.
Lynsay Sands
#83. I am a nyctophile, and I can't stop or help myself from falling in love for the darkest ends of your soul, rather than the light in your eyes.
Akshay Vasu
#84. Thank you Jonah."
He lowers his head at the break in my voice. I ignore the moisture in his eyes and pretend that mine don't sting.
"For what?" he whispers.
" For showing me that people can change. Even if it is one person out of a million.
Katie McGarry
#85. 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
#86. 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
#87. I've attended many concerts where I felt let down and I was wishing it would be something else. Not that it's their duty to please me, but at the same time, I think a lot about what it's like through the eyes of the consumer, the fan. I want not to pander to the audience, but to be aware of them.
Trent Reznor
#88. From Love Under a Dark Sky:
In the universe vast
We share a simple feast
Among creatures equally earthbound.
Let us raise our hearts in gratitude,
Our eyes in expectation
Of a greater supper yet
In heavenly realms.
Shellie Foltz
#89. There is two types of Larceny, Petty and Grand. They are supposed to be the same in the eyes of the law, but judges always put a little extra on you for Petty, which is kind of a fine for stupidness.
Will Rogers
#90. I thought that there is yet hope for someone who was caught in the river's whirlpool, but none exists for those who are trapped in the vortex of a beautiful woman's eyes.
Sumeetha Manikandan
#91. 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
#92. 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
#93. 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
#94. Eternity was in our lips and eyes,
Bliss in our brows' bent; none our parts so poor
But was a race of heaven.
William Shakespeare
#95. My eyes locked on his and I seemed to get caught in his gaze. We didn't speak, I just looked at his handsome face and memorized every inch of it. The music playing in the background, the stars shining down on us, the solitude, all of it was perfect and almost magical.
Kirsty Moseley
#96. Why does everyone worship them? I mean, they're beautiful but ... " I shrugged. "Lots of people in this world are beautiful."
"They're popular because they're cheerleaders," he said.
I rolled my eyes. "What is it with this town and cheerleaders?
Sarra Cannon
#97. I'd love to play Neil Kinnock. Because of my ginger hair, I thought that was a possibility. He's a hero and a villain in most people's eyes, but I'd like to do that, I think I'd be right for it.
Jason Flemyng
#98. Brilliant pale green of her eyes, the buttercup yellow of her hair.
J.R. Ward
#99. Perhaps when her eyes closed the sultriness of the night had changed to the momentary freshness of the turning dawn,
Frances Hodgson Burnett
#100. There is nothing in the world that is not mysterious, but the mystery is more evident in certain things than in others: in the sea, in the eyes of the elders, in the color yellow, and in music.
Jorge Luis Borges
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