Eyes Quotes

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Cathy Guisewite
“When life gives you lemons, squirt someone in the eye.”
Cathy Guiswite

Richelle Mead
“My God, Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them?"

That uncomfortable feeling was spreading over me again. "What about them?"

"The color," he breathed. "When you stand in the light. They're amazing... like molten gold. I could paint those..." He reached toward me but then pulled back. "They're beautiful. You're beautiful.”
Richelle Mead, Bloodlines

Charlotte Brontë
“The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter - often an unconscious but still a faithful interpreter - in the eye.”
Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

Katherine Mansfield
“Ah, what happiness it is to be with people who are all happy, to press hands, press cheeks, smile into eyes.”
Katherine Mansfield

Pablo Neruda
“Then love knew it was called love.
And when I lifted my eyes to your name,
suddenly your heart showed me my way”
Pablo Neruda, Veinte poemas de amor y una canción desesperada; Cien sonetos de amor

Santosh Kalwar
“If I can see pain in your eyes then share with me your tears. If I can see joy in your eyes then share with me your smile.”
Santosh Kalwar

Rupi Kaur
“i am a museum full of art
but you had your eyes shut”
Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey

Jeremy Aldana
“I am intrigued by the smile upon your face, and the sadness within your eyes”
Jeremy Aldana

Meister Eckhart
“The eye through which I see God is the same eye through which God sees me; my eye and God's eye are one eye, one seeing, one knowing, one love.”
Meister Eckhart, Sermons of Meister Eckhart

Alanis Morissette
“When pain brings you down, don't be silly, don't close your eyes and cry, you just might be in the best position to see the sun shine.”
Alanis Morissette

Jennifer Salaiz
“The eyes are one of the most powerful tools a woman can have. With one look, she can relay the most intimate message. After the connection is made, words cease to exist. ”
Jennifer Salaiz

Anne Sexton
“I like you; your eyes are full of language."

[Letter to Anne Clarke, July 3, 1964.]”
Anne Sexton

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.”
Albert Einstein

Sarah J. Maas
“Well, good-bye for now," he said, rolling his neck as if we hadn't been talking about anything important at all. He bowed at the waist, those wings vanishing entirely, and had begun to fade into the nearest shadow when he went rigid.
His eyes locked on mine wide and wild, and his nostrils flared. Shock—pure shock flashed across his features at whatever he saw on my face, and he stumbled back a step. Actually stumbled.
"What is—" I began.
He disappeared—simply disappeared, not a shadow in sight—into the crisp air.”
Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

William Shakespeare
“For she had eyes and chose me.”
William Shakespeare, Othello

Toba Beta
“True love doesn't need proof.
The eyes told what heart felt.”
Toba Beta, My Ancestor Was an Ancient Astronaut

Dejan Stojanovic
“To hear never-heard sounds,
To see never-seen colors and shapes,
To try to understand the imperceptible
Power pervading the world;
To fly and find pure ethereal substances
That are not of matter
But of that invisible soul pervading reality.
To hear another soul and to whisper to another soul;
To be a lantern in the darkness
Or an umbrella in a stormy day;
To feel much more than know.
To be the eyes of an eagle, slope of a mountain;
To be a wave understanding the influence of the moon;
To be a tree and read the memory of the leaves;
To be an insignificant pedestrian on the streets
Of crazy cities watching, watching, and watching.
To be a smile on the face of a woman
And shine in her memory
As a moment saved without planning.”
Dejan Stojanovic

Kasie West
“His eyes are so intense I want to look away . . . or never look away, I can’t decide.”
Kasie West, The Distance Between Us

Martin Buber
“An animal's eyes have the power to speak a great language.”
Martin Buber

Tim Burton
“The Girl With Many Eyes
One day in the park
I had quite a surprise.
I met a girl
who had many eyes.

She was really quite pretty
(and also quite shocking!)
and I noticed she had a mouth,
so we ended up talking.

We talked about flowers,
and her poetry classes,
and the problems she'd have
if she ever wore glasses.

It's great to know a girl
who has so many eyes,
but you really get wet
when she breaks down and cries.”
Tim Burton

Marcus Tullius Cicero
“The face is a picture of the mind with the eyes as its interpreter.”
Marcus Tullius Cicero

Sorin Cerin
“Only in the eyes of love you can find infinity.”
Sorin Cerin, Wisdom Collection: The Book of Wisdom

Tarjei Vesaas
“Almost nothing need be said when you have eyes.”
Tarjei Vesaas, The Boat in the Evening

Allen Ginsberg
“Poets are damned… but see with the eyes of angels.”
Allen Ginsberg

E.L. James
“Why does he have such an unnerving effect on me? His over-whelming good looks maybe? The way his eyes blaze at me? The way he strokes his index finger against his lower lip? I wish he'd stop doing that.”
E.L. James, Fifty Shades of Grey

Simone Elkeles
“When my eyes meet his gaze as we're sitting here staring at each other, time stops. Those eyes are piercing mine, and I can swear at this moment he senses the real me. The one without the attitude, without the facade[...]”
Simone Elkeles, Perfect Chemistry

Ralph Waldo Emerson
“The Artist always has the masters in his eyes.”
Ralph Waldo Emerson

Arundhati Roy
“But when they made love he was offended by her eyes. They behaved as though they belonged to someone else. Someone watching. Looking out of the window at the sea. At a boat in the river. Or a passerby in the mist in a hat.

He was exasperated because he didn't know what that look meant. He put it somewhere between indifference and despair. He didn’t know that in some places, like the country that Rahel came from, various kinds of despair competed for primacy. And that personal despair could never be desperate enough. That something happened when personal turmoil dropped by at the wayside shrine of the vast, violent, circling, driving, ridiculous, insane, unfeasible, public turmoil of a nation. That Big God howled like a hot wind, and demanded obeisance. Then Small God (cozy and contained, private and limited) came away cauterized, laughing numbly at his own temerity. Inured by the confirmation of his own inconsequence, he became resilient and truly indifferent. Nothing mattered much. Nothing much mattered. And the less it mattered, the less it mattered. It was never important enough. Because Worse Things had happened. In the country that she came from, poised forever between the terror of war and the horror of peace, Worse Things kept happening.

So Small God laughed a hollow laugh, and skipped away cheerfully. Like a rich boy in shorts. He whistled, kicked stones. The source of his brittle elation was the relative smallness of his misfortune. He climbed into people’s eyes and became an exasperating expression.”
Arundhati Roy, The God of Small Things

Jeremy Aldana
“If my eyes have pain, I close them; If my body aches, I rest it; If my heart breaks, I mend it; If my soul is lost, I pray for it”
Jeremy Aldana

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