Eyes
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You can close your eyes to reality but not to memories.
When the missionaries came to Africa they had the Bible and we had the land. They said 'Let us pray'. We closed our eyes. When we opened them we had the Bible and they had the land.
Your self-esteem won't come from body parts. You need to step away from the mirror every once in a while, and look for another reflection, like the one in the eyes of the people who love you and admire you.
The sky is the daily bread of the eyes.
Television is chewing gum for the eyes.
For once you have tasted flight you will walk the earth with your eyes turned skywards, for there you have been and there you will long to return.
When a woman isn't beautiful, people always say, 'You have lovely eyes, you have lovely hair'.
The object of a New Year is not that we should have a new year. It is that we should have a new soul and a new nose; new feet, a new backbone, new ears, and new eyes. Unless a particular man made New Year resolutions, he would make no resolutions. Unless a man starts afresh about things, he will certainly do nothing effective.
You wind up creating from silence, like painting a picture on a blank canvas that could bring tears to somebody's eyes. As songwriters, our blank canvas is silence. Then we write a song from an idea that can change somebody's life. Songwriting is the closest thing to magic that we could ever experience. That's why I love songwriting.
I understand that there are thick, dark circles under my eyes. I have grown to appreciate them. I have noticed that my nose grows a little hookier on a near-monthly basis. That's fine. I know there are wrinkles ready to stake their claim as full time residents on my forehead any moment now. My dad has those, too, and I find that endearing.
The Christian life is not a constant high. I have my moments of deep discouragement. I have to go to God in prayer with tears in my eyes, and say, 'O God, forgive me', or 'Help me'.
Behind every great man is a woman rolling her eyes.
The face is the mirror of the mind, and eyes without speaking confess the secrets of the heart.
Fear keeps us focused on the past or worried about the future. If we can acknowledge our fear, we can realize that right now we are okay. Right now, today, we are still alive, and our bodies are working marvelously. Our eyes can still see the beautiful sky. Our ears can still hear the voices of our loved ones.
Let my soul smile through my heart and my heart smile through my eyes, that I may scatter rich smiles in sad hearts.
What does love look like? It has the hands to help others. It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy. It has eyes to see misery and want. It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men. That is what love looks like.
Just because a man lacks the use of his eyes doesn't mean he lacks vision.
The most important thing is to live an interesting life. Keep your eyes, ears and heart open. Talk to people and visit interesting places, and don't forget to ask questions. To be a writer you need to drink in the world around you so it's always there in your head.
Sometimes you can't see yourself clearly until you see yourself through the eyes of others.
The beauty that addresses itself to the eyes is only the spell of the moment; the eye of the body is not always that of the soul.
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