Eyes Quotes

When life gives you lemons, squirt someone in the eye.

Eyes    Funny    Lemons

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


The soul, fortunately, has an interpreter - often an unconscious but still a faithful interpreter - in the eye.

Jane Eyre

Charlotte Brontë Brontë

Jane Eyre
Eyes    Interpretation    Mind    Soul

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

Then love knew it was called love.
And when I lifted my eyes to your name,
suddenly your heart showed me my way

Eyes    Heart    Love    Name

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.

Eyes    Joy    Pain    Poetry    Share    Smile    Tears

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.

I am intrigued by the smile upon your face, and the sadness within your eyes

Eyes    Happiness    Intrigue    Sadness    Smile

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.

Cry    Eyes    Pain    Shine    Silly    Song lyrics    Sun

I like you; your eyes are full of language."
[Letter to Anne Clarke, July 3, 1964.]

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.

Art    Awe    Einstein    Emotion    Eyes    Life    Mysterious    Reality    Science    The mysterious    Truth    Vision

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.

Connection    Eyes    Love    Passion    Sex

For she had eyes and chose me.


William Shakespeare

Beauty    Eyes    Looks    Love    Love story    Lovers

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.

Cities    Colors    Darkness    Dejan stojanovic    Eagle    Ethereal    Eyes    Face    Face of a woman    Feel    Feelings    Fly    Flying    Imperceptible    Invisible    Know    Lantern    Leaves    Matter    Memory    Moment    Moon    Mountain    Pedestrian    Planning    Poetry    Poets    Power    Read    Reality    Shapes    Shine    Smile    Soul    Sounds    Stormy day    Streets    Substances    Task of a poet    Tree    Umbrella    Understanding    Watching    Wave    Whisper    World

True love doesn't need proof.
The eyes told what heart felt.

Eyes    Heart    Proof    True love

His eyes are so intense I want to look away . . . or never look away, I can’t decide.

An animal's eyes have the power to speak a great language.

Animals    Eyes    Langange    Unspoken

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.

The face is a picture of the mind with the eyes as its interpreter.

Eyes    Face    Interpreter    Mind    Picture

Poets are damned… but see with the eyes of angels.

Angels    Beauty    Eyes    Hope    Perspective    Poetry    Poets    Sight    Vision

Only in the eyes of love you can find infinity.

Eyes    Infinity    Love

Almost nothing need be said when you have eyes.

Eyes    Looking    Seeing    Speaking    Talking

The tongue may hide the truth but the eyes—never!

Eyes    Lies    Tongue    Truth

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.

Can you be happy with the movies, and the ads, and the clothes in the stores, and the doctors, and the eyes as you walk down the street all telling you there is something wrong with you? No. You cannot be happy. Because, you poor darling baby, you believe them.

Geek Love

Katherine Dunn

The Artist always has the masters in his eyes.

Ambition    Art    Artist    Eyes    Love    Master    Work

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
. 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
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.

Bigness    Despair    Desperation    Exasperation    Eyes    Indifference    Nationality    Peace    Personal    Public    Smallness    War

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[...]

Perfect Chemistry

Simone Elkeles

Perfect Chemistry
Eyes    Fake    Kiss    Love    Staring    Time

Curiosity is gluttony. To see is to devour.

Les Miserables

Victor Hugo

Eyes    Gluttony    Sin

Each time a man looks into your eyes, he is only searching to find himself; for he knows already, that he is part of you

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

Ache    Eyes    Pain    Prayer    Soul

Calvin said, "Do you know that this is the first time I've seen you without your glasses?"
"I'm blind as a bat without them. I'm near-sighted, like father."
"Well, you know what, you've got dream-boat eyes," Calvin said. "Listen, you go right on wearing your glasses. I don't think I want anybody else to see what gorgeous eyes you have.

A Wrinkle in Time

Madeleine L'Engle

A Wrinkle in Time

Calvin said, "Do you know that this is the first time I've seen you without your glasses?"

"I'm blind as a bat without them. I'm near-sighted, like father."

"Well, you know what, you've got dream-boat eyes," Calvin said. "Listen, you go right on wearing your glasses. I don't think I want anybody else to see what gorgeous eyes you have.

A Wrinkle in Time

Madeleine L'Engle

A Wrinkle in Time

There are brown eyes in the world, after all, as well as blue, and one pair of brown that meant heaven to me as the blue had never done

Now she looks pale and small, but her eyes make me think of wide- open skies that I have never actually seen, only dreamed of.

Dreams    Eyes    Skies    Tobias    Tris

Behind these eyes
there is a girl trapped within
her pain – a girl feeling all the emotions
of anger and sadness.
She’s fighting for a way out. (In her eyes, p. 39)

Broken    Eyes    Sadness    Symbolism

She was looking into my eyes with that way she had of looking that made you wonder whether she really saw out of her own eyes. They would look on and on after every one else's eyes in the world would have stopped looking. She looked as though there were nothing on earth she would not look at like that, and really she was afraid of so many things.

The Sun Also Rises

Ernest Hemingway

The Sun Also Rises

I peek up at his features, at the crooked grin i want to savor, at the color in his eyes i'd use to paint a million pictures.

Shatter Me

Tahereh Mafi

Shatter Me
Blue    Eyes    Love    Shatter me    Tenderness

أحسًّ حيال عينيك
بشيءٍ داخلي يبكي

Eyes    Love    Lover    Poem

Her eyes were those of someone who's just fallen in love, someone who sees nothing but her lover, someone who has no fear of anything. The eyes of someone who believes that every dream will come true, that reality will move if you just give it a push.


Banana Yoshimoto

Eyes    Fear    Love

When clouds of pain loom in the sky
When a shadow of sadness flickers by
When a tear finds its way to the eye
When fear keeps the loneliness alive
I try and console my heart
Why is it that you cry? I ask
This is only what life imparts
These deep silences within
Have been handed out to all by time
Everyone’s story has a little sorrow
Everyone’s share has a little sunshine
No need for water in your eyes
Every moment can be a new life
Why do you let them pass you by?
Oh heart, why is it that you cry?

Courage    Eyes    Imparts    Inspitarional    Love    Pain    Relationships    Silence    Sorrow    Sorry    Tear

From women's eyes this doctrine I derive:
They sparkle still the right Promethean fire;
They are the books, the arts, the academes,
That show, contain and nourish all the world.

Love's Labour's Lost

William Shakespeare

Love's Labour's Lost
Beauty    Eyes    Fire    Nourishment    Sustenance    Women

Eyes shows lies.

Eyes    Lies    Truth

I remember his eyes. They are just like mine. Every time I look in the mirror I see him. I try not to look at my self too much.

Abandonment    Eyes    Fathers    Loss    Love    Memories    Mirror    Missing someone

[A] person whose head is bowed and whose eyes are heavy cannot look at the light.

Burdens    Eyes    Grief    Hope    Hopelessness    Light    Oppression    Sadness    Salvation    Sorrows    Subjection

Eyes can only capture objects that already seen in mind.
And mind can only see things that already written in heart.

Capture    Eyes    Heart    Mind    See    Written

You shine like the sun and you move like water. Your eyes are the perfect mix of gray and brown, like fog in the woods, and you smell like lilacs in the summer. I think if you laughed, it would sound like music.

It frightened him to think what must have gone to the making of her eyes.

She looked out the window; in her eyes was the light that you see only in children arriving at a new place, or in young people still open to new influences, still curious about the world because they have not yet been scarred by life.

Eyes    Influence    Life    World    Youth

Any other questions?"
"Just one," I say. "What color are your eyes?" I want to know what he thinks, how he sees himself - the real Ky - when he dares to look.
"Blue," he says sounding surprised, "they've always been blue."
"Not to me."
"What do they look like to you?" he says puzzled, amused. Not looking at my mouth anymore, looking into my eyes.
"Lots of colors," I say. "At first I thought they were brown. Once I thought they were green..."
"What are they now?" he asks. He widens his eyes a little, leans closer, lets me look as long and deep as I want.
"Everything," I tell him, "They're everything.


Ally Condie



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