Eyes Quotes

A million eyes, a million boots in line, Without expression, waiting for a sign.

Wystan Hugh Auden

You may shoot me with your words, You may cut me with your eyes, You may kill me with your hatefulness, But still, like air, I'll rise.

Maya Angelou

A weed is no more than a flower in disguise, Which is seen through at once, if love give a man eyes.

James Russell Lowell

The affairs of gold-laden Gyges do not interest me zealousy of the gods has never seized me nor anger at their deeds. But I have no love for great tyranny for its deeds are very far from my eyes.


When I look into the eyes of my Prince, and my daughter Paris, I see miracles and I see beauty.

Michael Jackson

People who shut their eyes to reality simply invite their own destruction, and anyone who insists on remaining in a state of innocence long after that innocence is dead turns himself into a monster.

James Baldwin

An angry man opens his mouth and shuts up his eyes.


Observation-activity of both eyes and ears.

Horace Mann

Heaven wheels above you, displaying to you her eternal glories, and still your eyes are on the ground.

Dante Alighieri

I've seen a look in dogs' eyes, a quickly vanishing look of amazed contempt, and I am convinced that basically dogs think humans are nuts.

John Steinbeck

A reputation once broken may possibly be repaired, but the world will always keep their eyes on the spot where the crack was.

Joseph Hall

After sleeping through a hundred million centuries we have finally opened our eyes on a sumptuous planet, sparkling with color, bountiful with life. Within decades we must close our eyes again. Isnt it a noble, an enlightened way of spending our brief time in the sun, to work at understanding the universe and how we have come to wake up in it? This is how I answer when I am askedas I am surprisingly oftenwhy I bother to get up in the mornings.

Richard Dawkins

... were in her lap. Cinderella dozed upon a fold of her skirt. Dorinda had been undressed and rocked to sleep at sunset. Preciosa had gone upstairs at the same time. I saw her lying upon the foot of our bed after supper, her eyes narrowed to slender slits with sleep or slyness. I had a shrewd impression that if I were to go upstairs now I should not find her in the same place. Instead of verifying the surmise in this way I stole noiselessly out of the family group, sauntering along carelessly until ...

Marion Harland

The beauteous eyes of the spring's fair night With comfort are downward gazing.

Heinrich Heine

I stroll along serenely, with my eyes, my shoes my rage, forgetting everything.

Pablo Neruda
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