Eyes
I have looked into your eyes with my eyes. I have put my heart near your heart.
Open your eyes, look within. Are you satisfied with the life you're living?
Love is blind; friendship closes its eyes.
My eyes were made to erase all that is ugly.
One thing about television, it brings out personality. People are able to watch me in action. They hear my voice and see my eyes. There's nothing I can hide. That's me. Television brings out your flaws, your weaknesses, your strengths, and you truths. The audience either likes you or it doesn't.
A man's feet should be planted in his country, but his eyes should survey the world.
What I wish to show when I paint is the way I see things with my eyes and in my heart.
Music should strike fire from the heart of man, and bring tears from the eyes of woman.
The moment I first heard love I gave up my soul, my heart, and my eyes.
Your sweetheart calls you by another's name. His eyes linger too long on your best friend. He talks with excitement about a girl at work. And the fire catches. Jealousy — that sickening combination of possessiveness, suspicion, rage, and humiliation — can overtake your mind and threaten your very core as you contemplate your rival.
There are various eyes. Even the Sphinx has eyes: and as a result there are various truths, and as a result there is no truth.
Beauty is how you feel inside, and it reflects in your eyes. It is not something physical.
The countenance is the portrait of the soul, and the eyes mark its intentions.
For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.
You can close your eyes to reality but not to memories.
I think the eyes flirt most. There are so many ways to use them.
No one can lie, no one can hide anything, when he looks directly into someone's eyes.
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.
I dream that someday the step between my mind and my finger will no longer be needed. And that simply by blinking my eyes, I shall make pictures. Then, I think, I shall really have become a photographer.
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