Thought My Eyes Quotes

#1. He passed out in my arms. I don't know how long we stayed like that with my hands tangled in his knotted hair like I was trying to pray. I couldn't tell if I was sleeping; it was so dark, I thought my eyes were closed even when they were open.

Raziel Reid

#2. 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

#3. 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

#4. Writing songs and looking for ideas is like blinking my eyes. It's an involuntary muscle. I do it without thought.

Toby Keith

#5. 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

#6. I told you, you're my black pearl. When i first set eyes on you in the servant's hall I thought you were the most beautiful thing I had ever seen in my life.

Daisy Goodwin

#7. 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

#8. It's wherever you are. If it's tapped into any of your senses, it knows where you are and what you're doing."
Oh no, I thought, my spirits sinking. I hadn't considered that. Did that mean nothing I did was ever anymore?
"Even in the bathroom?" the Gasman's eyes widened with surprise.

James Patterson

#9. While reading Emotionally Wounded Spiritually Strong washing clothes taday I got up to page 52-54 and I had to stop for a sech it brought tears to my eyes to think how the devil had a plan on my family from the beginning. How PPL thought we were the perfect family. Thank God for Jesus.

Tarran Carter

#10. I forced myself to open my eyes. I was a Puckett, damn it. And Pucketts didn't lose our nerve. We schemed, we interjected, we occasionally drank too much and told someone what we really thought of them at a Christmas party, but we never lost our nerve.

Molly Harper

#11. It's just a feeling I have. What you see with your eyes is not necessarily real. My enemy is, among other things, the me inside me.

Haruki Murakami

#12. Looking at my smarmy grin, my hooded eyes, I thought, I would hate this guy.

Gillian Flynn

#13. I rolled my eyes. "He's talking to himself. My vote is he's crazy."
He thought about this. "Maybe he's normal and we're the crazy ones. Maybe everyone should talk to themselves. Maybe we're all just afraid of what we'd say.

Katie Kacvinsky

#14. Loving you is like being ten years old again, scaling a tree with my eyes bright and skyward, wanting only to get higher and higher, without a thought of how I would get back down.

Lang Leav

#15. Sunk in the grass of an empty lot on a spring Saturday, I split the stems of milkweed and thought about ants and peach pits and death and where the world went when I closed my eyes.

Toni Morrison

#16. I thought I was Superman until I experienced that life-changing anaphylactic shock. I was eating lunch and gobbled down a couple of bowls of gumbo. Then, 15 minutes later, I'm in my dorm room resting up. My eyes started itching and my throat was swelling up. I could barely breathe.

Adrian Peterson

#17. Blind, that's what I am. I never opened my eyes. I never thought to look into people's hearts, I looked only in their faces.

Harper Lee

#18. As I took a step toward him your eyes met mine and I saw the silent pleading for forgiveness or acceptance. I wasn't sure which. All I knew was you were Sawyer's now. My best friend was gone. I envied him and hated him for the first time that day. He'd finaly won the one prize I thought was mine.

Abbi Glines

#19. I blinked until my eyes were clear. I was glad Cole wasn't here. He thought that I was some sort of iron maiden and I didn't like to convince him otherwise. Only Sam was allowed to see what a mess I really was, because Sam knowing felt like me knowing.

Maggie Stiefvater

#20. I have to close my eyes as the flavors burst in my mouth - gentle heat from the pepper, salty tang of the pork, sweetness of pomegranate, the velvety-rich walnut sauce. He's waiting, but I don't know what to say. 'I love you; can I have your babies' might scare him, but it's my most sincere thought.

Jessica Martinez

#21. A steely look of anger flared in my mother's eyes, and I thought, just maybe, I was leaving her in good hands after all. Her own.

Rick Riordan

#22. I have always thought that my ear is also very influenced by my eyes.

Emanuel Ax

#23. I thought you said he didn't hurt you. His voice was harsh. When he looked into my eyes, my heart turned over. He looked angry and rather dangerous, and all the more handsome for it.

Julianne Donaldson

#24. If you don't hurry up and suck my dick - " "What? You gonna walk out of here?" Logan narrowed his eyes on Tate's juicy mouth, and thought, You sexy fucking cock tease. "I

Ella Frank

#25. Lucien thought with bitter pleasure that his parents found him looking fine. "I don't exist." He closed his eyes and let himself drift: existence is an illusion because I know I don t exist, all I have to do is plug my ears and not think about anything and I'll become nothingness.

Jean-Paul Sartre

#26. My eyes were already habituated to the texture of decay, so I thought that I had passed back into the circle of light.

Emma Cline

#27. I searched for my own heart
and long after I had lost my way
in the days trailing past with their foliage
in the aloof sky blue with distance
I thought I'd find my heart
where I'd kept your eyes two brown butterflies
and I saw the swallows swoop
and shadows starlings

Ingrid Jonker

#28. The tears in my eyes are now running down my cheeks at the thought that I have been his wife and his bedfellow, his companion and his duchess, and even now, though he is near to death, still he does not love me. He has never loved me. He never will love me.

Philippa Gregory

#29. Every year I look at the 'GQ' Best-Dressed List and have thought what an honour it must be to be included. I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw my own face in there.

Douglas Booth

#30. She stared into my eyes. "Oh shit. You idiot. You totally did! You fell in love with the porn star!" She groaned, leaning back and sliding down in her chair. "Oh God, this is worse than I thought. When you let loose, you really go all out, don't you girlfriend? Holy crapola.

Mia Sheridan

#31. You know Morse Code?" Avian asked as we walked up.
"My grandpa thought it was a fun game when I was little," West said as he rubbed his eyes again. "That's a scientist's version of fun for you.

Keary Taylor

#32. I never take any notice of reviews-unless a critic has thought up some new way of describing me. That old one about my lizard eyes and anteater nose and the way I sleep my way through pictures is so hackneyed now.

Robert Mitchum

#33. I saw at once that I had only to rise in my machine, fix my eyes upon the castle, fly over it and speed directly across to the French coast. It seemed so easy that it looked like a cross-country flight. I am glad I thought so and felt so.

Harriet Quimby

#34. My eyes opened, and the first thing I thought of when I could put thoughts together was I want to be in show business. Never wanted anything else. I used to sneak in the costume room at my nursery school and smell the costumes.

Joan Rivers

#35. Long gold hair, eyes so light they looked silvery, and golden skin, the man was blindingly beautiful. Every hair on my body lifted, all over, in unison. And I got the strangest thought: He's not human.

Karen Marie Moning

#36. Everything hurt. I closed my eyes, pressing my cheek to the street, and waited. What for, I didn't know. To be rescued. Or found. But no one came. All I'd ever thought I wanted was to be left alone. Until I was.

Sarah Dessen

#37. I thought symphaths didn't have a conscience."
"I'm half my mother's boy, too. So I have a little."
"Aren't you lucky."
The Reverend's chin dipped down, and his eyes flashed pure, purple evil for a split second. Then he smiled. "No ... all the rest of you are fortunate.

J.R. Ward

#38. Often I have thought of the day when I gazed for the first time at the sea.
The sea is vast, the sea is wide, my eyes roved far and wide and longed to be
free. But there was the horizon. Why a horizon, when I wanted the infinite
from life?

Thomas Mann

#39. I have photographs taken of me at the time I was addicted, and thought I looked good. I see them today and realize my eyes were dead.

Kirstie Alley

#40. I let myself go. I thought little of the houses and trees, but applied colour stripes and spots to the canvas ... Within me sounded the memory of early evening in Moscow - before my eyes was the strong, colour-saturated scale of the Munich light and atmosphere, which thundered deeply in the shadows.

Wassily Kandinsky

#41. He raised himself above her pallid face and kissed her on both closed eyes and thought: she thinks she is taking and does not know that she is giving; in her loneliness she has fled to me and does not suspect my loneliness.

Hermann Hesse

#42. Heel. The errant thought makes me shift in my chair. She peeks up at me and bites down on her full bottom lip. Fuck! How did I not notice how inviting that mouth is? "S-Sorry, I'm not used to this." I can tell, baby, but right now I don't give a damn because I can't take my eyes off your mouth.

E.L. James

#43. I'm not an actor, and I'll never call myself an actor. I've never thought of it as part of my life. I'll always be a singer, in my eyes.

Glen Hansard

#44. The crowd were on Fathers side most of them anyways. Everyone loves a loser I thought and there was tears coming in my eyes and I couldn't stop them neither.

Michael Morpurgo

#45. I was such a tomboy - goofy and, in my eyes, nerdy - and I never thought I would end up in modeling. I mean, you see pictures of these girls in magazines who have this incredible talent, and no one ever really thinks you can make it to that level. At least I didn't!

Erin Heatherton

#46. Your husband is dead because you killed him," the professor said, stunning me into silence. "You are not what Simon Shaw thought you were," he added softly. My eyes brimmed with tears. "And what was that?" "A cure." "So, what am I?" His gaze dropped. "A disease.

Michelle Hodkin

#47. I apologise for my behaviour lately. I haven't ... been myself."
Or she'd just been a part of herself that she usually kept on a tight, tight leash, he thought. But he said, "I understand."
And from the way her eyes softened, he knew that was all he'd ever needed to say.

Sarah J. Maas

#48. I want people to be inspired that I've always strived for excellence and I've always gone beyond what anybody ever thought I could do, what I thought I myself could do. And I've allowed myself to be inspired, kept my eyes open and my senses open to inspiration around me.

Clara Hughes

#49. I need you. I can't stand the thought of being without you." He releases a shaky breath. "You're the last person I think about before I go to sleep, and the first person I think about when I open my eyes in the morning. You're it for me, baby.

Elle Kennedy

#50. Then, I heard the pounding again - and worse, my whole bed shook violently. Someone was kicking it. Opening my eyes again, I turned and found myself staring into Yeva's shrewd dark eyes. If Sydney had met many dhampirs like Yeva, I could understand why she thought our race were minions of hell.

Richelle Mead

#51. Caspian sat there with me until my sobs died down to a slow hiccup.
Then he whispered, "I'd hold your hand right now if I could."
His eyes were so wide and earnest that I couldn't help but smile at him.
"Thanks," I said, trying to hold back more tears. "It's the thought that counts.

Jessica Verday

#52. I never thought I had a soul, but in that moment when our eyes met and our hands touched in greeting, my soul screamed for joy.

Celeste Carrara

#53. I thought you loved your husband." She blows air through her nose.
The action reminds me of an agitated horse. Her eyes rove from my shoes and land in disgust on my face. "I love yours too.

Tarryn Fisher

#54. I thought of my mother as Queen Christina, cool and sad, eyes trained on some distant horizon. That was where she belonged, in furs and palaces of rare treasures, fireplaces large enough to roast a reindeer, ships of Swedish maple.

Janet Fitch

#55. Tammy's eyes widened. "Oh, my God, Dorian, it's not only lust, is it? You're starting to fall for her. She matters."
Tammy was wrong, Dorian thought, looking out and into the yard again.
The truth was, he'd already fallen for her.

Nalini Singh

#56. And for a moment I thought there were no more ghosts there than those of absence and loss, and that the light that smiled on me was borrowed light, only real as long as I could hold it in my eyes, second by second.

Carlos Ruiz Zafon

#57. Oh, you're Fate?" said Cohen, as they reached the gaming table. "Always wanted to meet you. I thought you were supposed to be blind?"
"No."
"How about if someone stuck two fingers in yer eyes?"
"I'm sorry?"
"Just my little joke."
"Ha. Ha," said Fate.

Terry Pratchett

#58. I thought I felt this connection between us but . . . I wanted you to like me, that's all, really like me. What you and Kay had - have - whatever, I've never had that. To my horror there are tears in my eyes.

Cynthia Hand

#59. Try a little experiment. Close your eyes and say to yourself: "I wonder what my next thought is going to be." Then become very alert and wait for the next thought. Be like a cat watching a mouse hole. What thought is going to come out of the mouse hole? Try it now.

Eckhart Tolle

#60. I'm glad you're here,' said Laurent. 'I always thought that I'd have to face my uncle alone.'
He turned to look at Damen, and their eyes met.
'You're not alone,' said Damen.
Laurent didn't answer, but he did give a smile, and reached out to touch Damen, wordlessly.

C.S. Pacat

#61. I would like to sleep, in order to surrender myself to the dreamers, the way I surrender myself to those who read me with eyes wide open; in order to stop imposing, in this realm, the conscious rhythm of my thought.

Andre Breton

#62. His voice nearly inaudible. He turned to look at me with a wistful expression. The golden eyes held mine, and I lost my train of thought. I stared at him until he looked away. You haven't asked me

Stephenie Meyer

#63. My hair used to be real long, and my parents were encouraged when I cut it. They thought I was going 'straight,' but I was just getting weirder - at least in their eyes. I was getting into the punk thing.

Billy Idol

#64. His eyes moved over me, but hovered mostly on my face. That was almost worse. Who am I without this? I thought. Without the seduction I wear like armor, without my bravado and cocksure confidence? Am I really just a little girl under it all?

Leah Raeder

#65. I've thought about your hot breath as you panted against my cock when I was standing on your chair. I thought about your upturned eyes, looking at me if I ever got the chance to get you on your knees.

J.A. Huss

#66. My first thought upon waking is of Cash. Licking my stomach. Tonguing my navel. And then looking so hard into my eyes.
God, I could've devoured him right then and there!
Damn the bad boys!

M. Leighton

#67. The way he stares at me - it's as if he doesn't even see the outside anymore. His eyes pierce me as if he can see my soul and the thought terrifies me.

Katie McGarry

#68. Now I lay down on this tree and felt a lonely sadness coming over me in waves. Slow tears ran from my eyes and trickled into my ears. I thought, 'I even cry in a humble, common way, with tears flowing into my ears.' But the humble, common tears had relieved me[ ... ]

Barbara Comyns

#69. This is who you are, I thought, and my eyes were wet with love for myself and my lovers and for the world. How wonderful and strange it is to be alive! How uneven we are, and how lucky, in our delirious specificity and holy broken forms.

Justin Taylor

#70. I closed my eyes, put my right hand on top of the book, and passed it lightly across the cover. It was cool and smooth like a stone from the bottom of the brook, and it stilled me. A whole other world is inside there, I thought to myself, and that's where I want to be.

Katherine Hannigan

#71. There was something special about the way his eyes met mine, the way his hands felt on my skin. It hit me like a ton of bricks when I realized that it was because he saw me, the woman, not the princess. I never thought that would happen, and the feeling was intoxicating.

Nichole Chase

#72. Once he was gone, I closed my eyes and pulled in everything from our short time together: the way he stared at me, the playful smiles, the sweet kisses. I thought about them over and over as I got ready for bed, wondering if Maxon was doing the same thing.

Kiera Cass

#73. He thought, I got wings on my eyes, and the thought was so odd and yet so pleasing to him that he felt suddenly that he was immensely special, that there could be no one like him in the world.

Deborah Treisman

#74. If I cared about what others thought, I would have applied more makeup to hide the dark circles under my eyes. But since I didn't care, I just played with the eyeliner and mascara as usual.

Sarra Cannon

#75. I felt myself falling asleep; my eyes were closing, and then I thought, Maybe I should just kill myself. Suicidal thoughts always sneak up on me like that. But I don't mind them. They're like aspirin. They calm me down.

Jonathan Ames

#76. It's so dark," he thought, "that I could sleep without closing my eyes; the night would be my eyelids--

Richard Connell

#77. My slumbers
if I slumber
are not sleep,
But a continuance of enduring thought,
Which then I can resist not: in my heart
There is a vigil, and these eyes but close
To look within; and yet I live, and bear
The aspect and the form of breathing men.

George Gordon Byron

#78. Please, I thought. Don't be fooled. Look inside my eyes and see the difference. It's our only chance.
Please, Paul. Know me.
And he did. He did.

Claudia Gray

#79. Mine eyes Were not in fault, for she was beautiful; Mine ears, that heard her flattery; nor my heart, That thought her like her seeming. It had been vicious To have mistrusted her.

William Shakespeare

#80. Darius began to walk away, but as if he thought better of it, turned back to face Wharick. He stared into the Gwardian's eyes for a moment and then spoke quietly. If ever a blade comes that close to my neck brother, the only debt you owe me is to make sure it connects.

Madison Thorne Grey

#81. All those children I thought were just passing through have taken up residence in my heart. I can close my eyes and picture their faces, which is enough to make me feel warm all over.

Bette Lee Crosby

#82. I am blinded. I open my eyes wide and only see. But the secret - that I neither see nor feel. Could I be making here a true orgy of what's behind thought?

Clarice Lispector

#83. Dead. The words fall from my tongue and linger there like poison. A slow death hanging from my lips. I shake the thought away and swallow but I can still taste the remnants in the back of my throat. It's sour and I gag a little as tears swell behind my eyes.

Celia Mcmahon

#84. Well, what's the point of being a rock star if I can't bang the groupies?"
Rolling my eyes, I found myself muttering, "I thought it was supposed to be about the music?"
Griffin, unfortunately, heard y sullen comment and chose to respond to it. "No, no, I'm pretty sure it's the pussy.

S.C. Stephens

#85. Oh, Cathy! Oh, my life! how can I bear it? was the first sentence he uttered, in a tone that did not seek to disguise his despair. And now he stared at her so earnestly that I thought the very intensity of his gaze would bring tears into his eyes; but they burned with anguish: they did not melt.

Emily Bronte

#86. The last time I thought I was going to die, my life flashed before my eyes. I have always hated reruns on TV, so this time I just raised my arms and said "Do your worst.

John Lenahan

#87. And then the squirrel ran up my legs searching for nuts.' I nearly spewed my coffee and my eyes went wide as I jerked my head around to stare at Daniel.
He gave me a wry grin and chuckled. 'I thought that would get your attention.

Rachel Hawthorne

#88. But my last conscious thought was an image of Prince Char when he'd caught the bridle of Sir Stephan's horse. His face had been close to mine. Two curls had spilled onto his forehead. A few freckles dusted his nose, and his eyes said he was sorry for me to go.

Gail Carson Levine

#89. Nothing in this scene will be changed by my death, Nicole thought. There will just be one less pair of eyes to observe its splendor. And one less collection of chemicals risen to consciousness to wonder what it all means.

Arthur C. Clarke

#90. I thought we were gonna take this relationship slow."
"A back rub is harmless."
My eyes roam over her kick-ass bikini-covered bod. "I'll have you know I've been intimate with girls wearin' a lot more.

Simone Elkeles

#91. I set my toothbrush down, then leaned into the mirror and stared into my own eyes. I could feel myself disintegrating inside myself like a past-bloom flower in the wind. Every time I moved a muscle, another petal of me blew away. Please, I thought. Please.

Cheryl Strayed

#92. I woke with sweat beading across my forehead and my hands balled into fists clutching the sheet over my eyes. The dreams. They were back. Haunting me relentlessly. I thought they were gone ... I should've known better. (Rayne)

Kimberly Brockman

#93. In my head, Carlisle's kind eyes did not judge me. I knew that he would forgive me for this horrible act that I would do. Because he loved me. Because he thought I was better than I was. And he would still love me, even as I now proved him wrong.

Stephenie Meyer

#94. I was the accuser, God the accused. My eyes were open and I was alone - terribly alone in a world without God and without (hu)man(ity).

Elie Wiesel

#95. I glanced back. Annabeth was trying not to meet my eyes. Her face was pale. I flashed back to two years ago, when I'd thought she was going to take the pledge to Artemis and become a Hunter. I'd been on the edge of a panic attack, thinking that I'd lose her. Now she looked pretty much the same way.

Rick Riordan

#96. C, it was like my breath was stolen. My heart seemed to merge with yours. When you came into my life, all I wanted was you. All I thought about was you. Your smile, your laugh, your lips, and your eyes seemed to hold me captive."


~Tru~

J.L. Clayton

#97. I thought of my sweet little girl and her chubby cheeks, big brown eyes and long brown hair with bangs that constantly needed trimming. She was all that really mattered in this world, and I could not keep moping over some guy who came in and out of my life faster than a season of American Idol.

Kate Madison

#98. The Rabbi thought he saw an expression of perplexity in the golem's eyes. It seemed to the Rabbi that his eyes were asking, 'Who am I? Why am I here? What is the secret of my being? Rabbi Leib often saw the same bewilderment in the eyes of newborn children and even in the eyes of animals.

Isaac Bashevis Singer

#99. God, he liked this man. In fact, Tate thought he was pretty damn amazing, and that was when it hit him. Somehow, this man is perfect for me. Tate brought his eyes back to Logan's face. How can that be? And more importantly, how am I okay with the fact that my perfect person is a him.

Ella Frank

#100. Blade, she thought. I swallowed it; now cuts my loins forever. Punishment. Married to a Jew and shacking up with a German assassin. She felt tears again in her eyes, boiling. For all I have committed. Wrecked. 'Let's go,' she said, rising to her feet. 'The hairdresser.

Philip K. Dick