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Eyes Quotes (page 96)

There is a pain? so utter? It swallows substance up? Then covers the Abyss with Trance? So Memory can step Around? across? opon it? As one within a Swoon? Goes safely? where an open eye? Would drop Him? Bone by Bone. Emily Dickinson
How can one change one's entire life and build a new one on one moment of love? And yet, that's what you make me want to close my eyes and do. Greta Garbo
So, have we solved the secret of happiness? "I believe so," he said Are you going to tell me? "Yes. Ready?" Ready. "Be satisfied." That's it? "Be greatful." That's it? "For what you have. For the love you receive. And for what God has given you." That's it? He looked me in the eye. Then he sighed deeply. "That's it. Mitch Albom
Terry Prachett quote: "It is said that your life flashes before your eyes just before..."
It is said that your life flashes before your eyes just before you die. That is true, it's called Life. Terry Prachett
Strange- the barometer is falling, but there's no wind yet, just silence. Up there above, where we can't hear it, it's already begun, the storm. The rainclouds are racing along at full speed. There aren't many of them yet- scattered serrated fragments. It's as though some city had fallen up there and now the pieces of the walls and towers are flying down, the heaps of them grow with horrible rapidity before your eyes, and they come closer and closer, but still have days to fly through blue... Yevgeny Zamyatin
Martin Luther quote: "Thus God's work and His eyes are in the depths, but man's only..."
Thus God's work and His eyes are in the depths, but man's only in the height. Martin Luther
Julius rose to his feet. The towel dropped, showering cut brown hair over Monna Alessandra's elegant tiles. His hair, finely tailored, clung to a thick-boned face with slanting eyes and a blunt profile which would have looked well on a coin. Tobie, who had almost no hair, gazed at him sadly. Dorothy Dunnett
Rod McKuen quote: "Love is a sweet thing caught a momentand held in a golden eye."
Love is a sweet thing caught a momentand held in a golden eye. Rod McKuen
A finely tempered nature longs to escape from his noisy cramped surroundings into the silence of the high mountains where the eye ranges freely through the still pure air and fondly traces out the restful contours apparently built for eternity. Robert M. Pirsig
Always the eyes watching you and the voice enveloping you. Asleep or awake, working or eating, indoors or out of doors, in the bath or in bed? no escape. Nothing was your own except the few cubic centimetres inside your skull George Orwell
If he closes his eyes he sees the streets of Asia full of fire. It rolls across cities like a burst map, the hurricane of heat withering bodies as it meets them, the shadow of humans suddenly in the air. This tremor of Western wisdom. Michael Ondaatje
Then he closed his eyes and put his hands together again before his face, finger to finger. Johnny was struck by the kid's lack of pretension. There was a simplicity about the gesture that had been honed by use into beauty. Stephen King
I did nothing but run away from the time I was a puppy, and I kept on running and roving until one fine morning - a very fine morning, with the sun in my eyes - I fell over the world's edge chasing a butterfly. J. R. R. Tolkien
And he knew that he would never come again, and that lost magic would not come again. Lost now was all of it-the street, the heat, King's Highway, and Tom the Piper's son, all mixed in with the vast and drowsy murmur of the Fair, and with the sense of absence in the afternoon, and the house that waited, and the child that dreamed. And out of the enchanted wood, that thicket of man's memory, Eugene knew that the dark eye and the quiet face of his friend and brother-poor child, life's stranger,... Thomas Wolfe
The man who articulate the movements of his inner life, who can give names to his varied experiences, need no longer be a victim of himself, but is able slowly and consistently to remove the obstacles that prevent the spirit from entering. He is able to create space for Him who heart is greater than his, whose eyes see more than his, and whose hands can heal more than his. Henri Nouwen

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