Through His Eyes Quotes

#1. 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

#2. I averted my eyes, looked around, and stumbled through all the faces in the room till they finally rested on his. He was standing like a scared bird, waving one wing and using the other to hide his scar. Aya Rabah- Scars

Refaat Alareer

#3. Filled with hope, Ico looked into Yorda's eyes. He felt like was looking into an hourglass, trying to pick through the grains of sand for some truth buried there long ago. He hadn't found anything yet, but the warmth of Yorda's hands in his told him that he was getting close.

Miyuki Miyabe

#4. To have a director that loves his actors is something that you can see in the film and in the fruits of that labor. You can see that translated in the film. When you watch such movie, you can see a director who loves his actors, and it shines through the movie, in my eyes.

Vin Diesel

#5. There was no light in their rooms save that of the silver moon through the bars, and the occasional passage of a lamp by the attendant walking the halls. She could not see the color of his eyes, only the wet gleam of them.

Christina Henry

#6. The American president [George W. Bush] closes his eyes to the economic and human damages that are inflicted on his country and the world economy by natural disasters, like Katrina, through neglected climate protection.

Jurgen Trittin

#7. Henry's breath hissed out through his teeth. That ba-bad man, he finished, with a quick glance at Cecily, who rolled her eyes.

Cassandra Clare

#8. Do you trust me?"
She could still hear him, through flesh and noise.
"I love you!" she shouted.
It wasn't the answer he'd expected or the she'd expected to give. It was the wrong time, the wrong thing to say, but her answer lit a fire in his eyes.

Dawn Metcalf

#9. Sunlight slanted through the windows, turning his eyes the color of strong tea.

Leigh Bardugo

#10. Closed his mouth. Then pressed a kiss on Oskar's lips. For a few seconds Oskar saw through Eli's eyes. And what he saw was ... himself. Only much better, more handsome, stronger than what he thought of himself. Seen with love.

John Ajvide Lindqvist

#11. I dropped my eyes, kneading the dying flesh of his feet between my fingers. For a moment, I felt afraid, as if accepting his words would somehow betray my own father. But when I looked up, I saw Morrie smiling through tears and I knew there was no betrayal in a moment like this. All

Mitch Albom

#12. I could see nothing behind that child's eye. 40
I have seen eyes in the street
Trying to peer through lighted shutters,
And a crab one afternoon in a pool,
An old crab with barnacles on his back,
Gripped the end of a stick which I held him.

T. S. Eliot

#13. What is a television apparatus to man, who has only to shut his eyes to see the most inaccessible regions of the seen and the never seen, who has only to imagine in order to pierce through walls and cause all the planetary Baghdads of his dreams to rise from the dust.

Salvador Dali

#14. He then eyed Tristan and took a step back, stumbling over his cloak. "You must be the earl's twin brother. But your eyes ... how are they so green?"
"They were brown until your heathen of a cousin shot me through the heart," Tristan said crossly.

Chelsea Fine

#15. I see so deeply within myself
Not needing my eyes.
I can see everything clearly!
Why would I want to bother my eyes again???
Now that I see the world ...
through His eyes.

Rumi

#16. 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

#17. Man passes through the present with his eyes blindfolded. He is permitted merely to sense and guess at what he is actually experiencing. Only later when the cloth is untied can he glance at the past and find out what he has experienced and what meaning it has had.

Milan Kundera

#18. Every time the sun shines through the rain, I will look for you. I will look for you in rainbows, and I will remember a man who holds the whole sky in his eyes.

Leylah Attar

#19. Scapegrace went to roll his eyes, but lost his enthusiasm halfway through and ended up looking at the ceiling.

Derek Landy

#20. Abby's eyes fell on a wooden sign hanging near the foot of his bed:I'm only passing through ... this world is not my home.

Karen Kingsbury

#21. There's something in your eyes that scares me,"
Max whispired, looking through the window.
Landon took her face into his hand and made her look into his eyes "What?" he asked. "What do you see?"
"Fear," she answered plainly. "I see fear

Shawn Kirsten Maravel

#22. In order to get some help in your love walk, all you have to do is ask God to let you see these people through His eyes.

Anna M. Aquino

#23. Who is considered as reputable in God's language? The one who can do 'world's salvation' just through his eyes!

Dada Bhagwan

#24. The bullet will go through his skull, splashing warm blood and brain fluid all over. And from then on you'll have recurring nightmares of vivid colors and dead faces ... with their eyes popping out and leaking bits of brain. Are you sure you want to do this?

Minari Endou

#25. Don't worry, you will live through this, his devilish grin flashed for a brief moment before he rocked back onto his heals, closing his eyes in a meditative state.

Benjamin M. Strozykowski

#26. But then you hear that he can't hear you, you see that he can't see you. You are not here
and you haven't even died yet. You see yourself through his eyes, as The Generic Woman, the skirted symbol on the ladies' room door.

Melissa Bank

#27. Floating down the river, I could not keep my eyes off the Potala; I knew the Dalai Lama was on the roof looking at me through his telescope. On

Heinrich Harrer

#28. When his eyes meet mine through the crowded sanctuary, I know it was only a matter of time before we collide.

Harper Sloan

#29. He tunneled his dirty hands through her hair and kissed her breathless. Her neck, her eyes, the corners of her mouth. He kissed her lips as if his life depended on it. Kissed their future into her. All they could have and all they could be.

Susan Elizabeth Phillips

#30. Ruark held the door open for her to pass through. "The first I cannot deny, Shanna, for then I did not know of you. But you are my only love and shall remain for as long as I live." His eyes were serious and seemed to probe her being. "I

Kathleen E. Woodiwiss

#31. I didn't ask to be born!"
"No, but I asked." He was breathing hard. His eyes hard and glinting with a fire that burned straight through me. "I asked for you every day of my life!

Airicka Phoenix

#32. I always tell people I want to see the world through His eyes, and I want people to see Him in me.

Aaron Neville

#33. I can't seem to take my eyes of the patch of skin that shows when he raises his hand to run his fingers through his hair, making his shirt ride up a little.

Jessica Sorensen

#34. His lips inch closer to mine and his words are soft and dripping with honesty. "You're never lost, Catherine. I'll always find you." His mouth crushes down on mine as his words resonate through me, bringing tears to my eyes. And there he is - my hero.

Corinne Michaels

#35. You're you,' he repeats, his eyes full of grief. 'You're the same girl who crashed on this planet with me, who I dragged through forests and over mountains, who climbed through a shipwreck full of bodies to save my life. You're the same girl I loved, and I love you now.

Amie Kaufman

#36. I refuse to believe this was my fate. I was not meant to be this. I was never meant to be ... " The pain in his eyes tore through her. "This can't be all I was born for.

Sherrilyn Kenyon

#37. One man who saw through his own eyes and thought with his own brain. Such men may be rare, they may be unknown, but they move the world.

Gary Cooper

#38. A good writer sees the world, not through his own eyes, but through his reader's mind.

Debasish Mridha

#39. I glanced through another page in case I had missed something, and came to the description of Simon's face as he lay on the grass with his eyes closed. It gave me a stab in which happiness and misery were somehow a part of each other.

Dodie Smith

#40. His reflection in her big, owl eyes hung there, faceless. She stared through him, burned through him, cut through him. She was horrifying, electrifying. He couldn't escape her in his head, and soon the way she moved colorless, speechless, was like a nightmare he wanted to stay in forever.

Chelsie Shock

#41. The dragon turned on the children and unicorns, his mouth open. For a brief moment, they could see his eyes change from blue to a deep red, like coals in a fire. It was almost as if another, fiercer dragon looked at them through Zebedia's eyes.

Bronwen Webb

#42. 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

#43. You may have it," he said. His voice was very low, but he met my eyes straight on. "All of it. Anything that was ever done to me. If ye wish it, if it helps ye, I will live it through again.

Diana Gabaldon

#44. Choose right now or they both die!" Thomas opened his eyes and stepped forward. Then he pointed at Brenda and said the two most foul words to ever pass through his lips. "Kill her.

James Dashner

#45. I always feel as if my books came half out of Lyell's brain ... & therefore that when seeing a thing never seen by Lyell, one yet saw it partially through his eyes.

Charles Darwin

#46. An axe struck him in the head. Pain screamed through him as shards of bone from his own skull drove into his brain.
"Bastard" he snarled as he wheeled around to his attacker, a burly Ramreel with a black snout and glowing red eyes. "You fucked up my Mohawk.

Larissa Ione

#47. Derek's lips stretched into a smile on their own, driven not by humor but by the instinctual need to bare his teeth as the wild inside glared through his eyes.

Ilona Andrews

#48. I was about to ask about it when Daniel flopped down on the mattress. He pulled off his shoes and went for the zipper of his jumpsuit. A flash of panic went through my body. I turned my head and lowered my gaze.
"Don't worry prescious," Daniel said "I'm not going to violate your virgin eyes.

Bree Despain

#49. How do you know me?" she says.
He looks at her through his narrow eyes. "I was," he says.
"You were what?" she asks.
"I was," he says again. "And now I'm not.

Julianna Baggott

#50. Jesus kept it simple. The lesson wasn't complicated. 'I speak; you believe My word; your son will be fine.' We complicate what God has made simple by seeing the world through human eyes. We want to see in order to believe and presume that our limitations are His.

Charles R. Swindoll

#51. I saw his eyes. They were like silver. Grey maybe? Steel blue? No, they were silver. Even from this distance I could see right through them.

Aquene Emil

#52. Chigurh shot him through the forehead and then stood watching. Watching the capillaries break up in his eyes. The light receding. Watching his own image degrade in that squandered world.

Cormac McCarthy

#53. Through our sunless lanes creeps Poverty with her hungry eyes, and Sin with his sodden face follows close behind her. Misery wakes us in the morning and Shame sits with us at night.

Oscar Wilde

#54. I want to give myself to you, Master; I have given myself to you." Peaking through her lashes, she found his eyes, saw the conflicting emotions swirling within the depths of the green. "Will you accept what I give you?

M.S. Willis

#55. Even the most innocent of men's affairs seem doomed to cause suffering. Pushing the lawnmower through tall wet grass, and enjoying the strong aroma of the morning, I found that the blades had cut a frog in half. I have not forgotten his eyes.

Christopher Morley

#56. I wished I could see myself through his eyes. Then again, Damian never looked at me with his eyes. He looked at me with his soul.

Leylah Attar

#57. The cool bathed his eyes and slowed the flight of time-time, that had crept so insidiously through the lazy April afternoons, seemed so intangible in the long spring twilights.

F Scott Fitzgerald

#58. His resonating stare fluttered through my memory, and I shivered. I hadn't seen kindness in his pupils. I only saw intensity, and, I hated to admit it, but he was beyond intimidating. He was overwhelming. (Jessica)

Shannon A. Thompson

#59. Each time he opened his eyes, beams of feverish, demonic pain shot through his brain.

John Green

#60. The shadows outside tamed none of him. No, they cast him as stronger and more dangerous than ever before. He was bigger. Hungrier. Predatory.

He said nothing as he crawled through the window, but his dark, flashing eyes and body stalking toward her spoke volumes.

Kendall Grey

#61. He seems so.. English sometimes, kind of distant or reserved, but then he'll look at me, and his eyes see right through to my soul..

Cate Tiernan

#62. Pain flashed through his eyes. "Dammit, Evie." Steam huffed against my mouth. "I'm fucking drowning in my desire to be near you, to touch you" - he dropped his brow on mine and inhaled - "to be inside you." ~ Jesse Beckett

Pam Godwin

#63. When you view yourself through the lens of God's Word, you will better understand God's love for you and the worth you have in His eyes.

Elizabeth George

#64. The photographer is the contemporary being par excellence; through his eyes the now becomes the past.

Berenice Abbott

#65. Shut up," I said fiercely and very quietly because the sound of his voice sent sharp, arcing lightning rods of pain from my eyes all the way through my skull.

Patricia Briggs

#66. Layken, you're dead!" Kel shouts, through the open window as he thrusts his imaginary sword into my neck. He waits for me to slump over, but I just roll my eyes at him. "I stabbed you. You're supposed to die!" he says.
"Believe me, I'm already dead.

Colleen Hoover

#67. The man in the water saw the eye of the man on the bridge gazing into his own through the sights of the rifle. He observed that it was a gray eye and remembered having read that gray eyes were keenest, and that all famous markmen had them. Nevertheless,

Ambrose Bierce

#68. And then something truly bizarre happened. I could feel his touch through our eyes. I couldn't look away from him.

P.C. Cast

#69. The key for any speaker is to establish his own point of view for the audience, so they can see the game through his eyes.

Ronald Reagan

#70. It should not be Illiers-Combray that we visit: a genuine homage to Proust would be to look at our world through his eyes, not look at his world through our eyes.

Alain De Botton

#71. I peeked up at him one more time, and regretted it. He was glaring down at me again, his black eyes full of revulsion. As I flinched away from him, shrinking against my chair, the phrase if looks could kill suddenly ran through my mind.

Stephenie Meyer

#72. The genesis of my coat, made from fine wool, spinning backwards through the looms, onto the body of a lamb, a black sheep a bit apart from the flock, grazing on the side of a hill. A lamb opening its eyes to the clouds that resemble for a moment the woolly backs of his own kind.

Patti Smith

#73. I know that I have to move from speaking about Jesus to letting him speak within me, from thinking about Jesus to letting him think within me, from acting for and with Jesus to letting him act through me. I know the only way for me to see the world is to see it through his eyes.

Henri J.M. Nouwen

#74. There is a man whose qualities can be savored by people who are getting old ... The painter qualities are carried to the highest point in his work: what he does is done - through and through; when he paints eyes, they are lit with the fire of life.

Eugene Delacroix

#75. Keefe smeared his blood across the smooth panel. But a metallic click echoed through the dark instead. A lock clicking into place. Lady Gisela stepped back, shaking her hair out of her eyes. "Finally done." The

Shannon Messenger

#76. If a spectacle is going to be particularly imposing I prefer to see it through somebody else's eyes, because that man will always exaggerate. Then I can exaggerate his exaggeration, and my account of the thing will be the most impressive.

Mark Twain

#77. Art begins ... when someone interprets, when someone sees the world through his own eyes. Art happens when what is seen becomes mixed with the inside of the person who is seeing it.

Chaim Potok

#78. He kept his eyes on the road as he drove slowly toward the inn. Slowly, as in a-herd-of-turtles-stampeding-through-peanut-butter slowly. The guy didn't pass a single indent in the road that didn't require a nearly complete stop.

Jill Shalvis

#79. But the melancholy of Worlorn's dying forests had seeped into his flesh, and he saw Gwen through tainted eyes, a doll figure in a suit as faded as despair.

George R R Martin

#80. Something about him made her pause. When his eyes glittered back at her from the shadows, Ari felt his gaze on her with a jolt, like sun peering through the crack in a curtain, waking one with burning eyes and a groan. It wasn't unpleasant but it was unexpected and intense.

Samantha Young

#81. You may plainly perceive the traitor through his mask; he is well-known everywhere in his true colors; his rolling eyes and his honeyed tones impose only on those who do not know him.

Moliere

#82. I felt his eyes devour me as I moved around the room. He assessed me head to toe without blinking, and a hot ache shivered through me. A kiss would've been less intimate.

Becca Fitzpatrick

#83. There is a brief moment when all there is in a man's mind and soul and spirit is reflected through his eyes, his hands, his attitude. This is the moment to record.

Yousuf Karsh

#84. His eyes opened, and he stared at me. The morning light was streaming through the window,and my hair rolled in waves over either shoulder.
God has smiled upon me. I have the most beautiful wife in all the land.

Lisa Tawn Bergren

#85. You are mine-you know you're mine! he cried wildly ... the moonlight twisted in through the vines and listened ... the fireflies hung upon their whispers as if to win his glance from the glory of their eyes.

F Scott Fitzgerald

#86. In that moment, I wish I could see it through his eyes. I wish he had glasses to give me.

Jennifer Niven

#87. The weight of the world is on our shoulders, its vision is through
our eyes; if we blink or look aside, or turn back to finger what
Plato said or remember Napoleon and his conquests, we inflict
on the world the injury of some obliquity. This is life ...

Virginia Woolf

#88. As I look through my box of photos, my eyes well up with tears as I hold in front of me, the one of my brother Spence when he was five years old. He looks so cute in his cowboy outfit, drawing his toy pistols as if he were having a showdown with nasty outlaws.

Terra Lorin

#89. The truth had lacerated him to the bone, had punctured his heart, and had ripped through his soul. The truth had slain him and tended to his wounds. The truth had hated him and loved him. The truth had opened his eyes to his own faults.

Brenda Sutton Rose

#90. Getting up early in the morning to fix my eyes on Jesus through prayer and reading His Word is like setting

Anne Graham Lotz

#91. She wanted to melt into the ground at that moment, just hot wax into a puddle and disappear through a sewer grate. His eyes. That look. No interest. Total humiliation

Mitch Albom

#92. The sun flitered in through the small, dirty windows, catches his eyes. They are brown, ordinary, but the way he looks at me - no one has ever looked at me like he does. He looks at me like he sees something. Someone.
Me.
"All right," he says, and puts his hands behind his head.
"Go ahead.

Elizabeth Scott

#93. His eyes settled due west and gazed through the silhouetted, leaf-bare branches to the now-black rolling hills of the mountains he called home. The sun was setting on another day in Laurel Cove, though he couldn't help but wonder what was rising on the horizon.

Teresa Tysinger

#94. If a man has his eyes bound, you can encourage him as much as you like to stare through the bandage, but he'll never see anything.

Franz Kafka

#95. Almost immediately, his gaze flicked to Will and hardened into the dangerous, dead-eyed look. I saw myself through his eyes: dark hair, low-cut dress, with Will's arm around me.

"Oh, that temper." I said.

Jennifer Echols

#96. The best way to love your man, is to help him rise, let him feel his worth so strongly through your eyes; that he has no option but to become greater.

Nikki Rowe

#97. The heights of the spirit can only be climbed by passing through the portals of humility. You can only acquire right knowledge when you have learnt to esteem it. Man has certainly the right to turn his eyes to the light, but he must first acquire this right.

Rudolf Steiner

#98. Looking into his eyes, you seemed to see there the yet lingering images of those thousand-fold perils he had calmly confronted through life.

Herman Melville

#99. From this close, she could see the color of his eyes perfectly. They were a misty, shifting blue marbled with gray, like smoke rising through an early morning sky.

Maureen Johnson

#100. My father looked right at me, but he didn't answer. And his eyes were dazed and staring through me, like I was made out of smoke.
That was the first time I thought that maybe I was.

Jodi Picoult