His Quotes

He doesn’t just look upset—he looks newly blind. There is such loss in his eyes, and it permeates every other part of his body.

God chose to set his love on the Israelites not because of any merit in them but solely because of mercy in him.

Bion used to say that the way to the shades below was easy; he could go there with his eyes shut.

The lights went out in his eyes for absolutely the very last time ever.

I'm glad I don't have to face that guy (Don Mattingly) every day. He has that look that few hitters have. I don't know if it's his stance, his eyes or what, but you can tell he means business.

All the world loves a lover, but how it does laugh at his love letters.

Her joy with him was like nothing she had ever experienced. His love for her felt like a miracle.

I wish I were worthy of his love. (Any love.)I should tell him to run. But I can't. I need him.

Despite being extremely professional, Michael Caine has a giggle which was lethal for me because once you catch his eyes, once you realize the other person is a giggler too, it's curtains.

He looked at her and for a moment she lived in the bright blue worlds of his eyes, eagerly and confidently.

The Bible was the only book he read. He didn't read it often but when he did he wore his mother's glasses. They tired his eyes so that after a short time he was always obliged to stop.

The stars fell one by one into his eyes and burnt.

He who denies his own vanity usually possesses it in so brutal a form that he instinctively shuts his eyes to avoid the necessity of despising himself.

Physician, help yourself: thus help your patient too. Let this be his best help: that he may behold with his eyes the man who heals himself.

But man is so addicted to systems and to abstract conclusions that he is prepared deliberately to distort the truth, to close his eyes and ears, but justify his logic at all cost.

His eyes were jet-colored circles of perpetual disapproval.

Who hath none to still him, may weepe out his eyes. [Who hath none to still him, may weep out his eyes.]

He that hath no good trade, it is to his losse.

Hee that blowes in the dust fills his eyes with it.

A man must learn to love his children, not because they are his, but because they are children, else his love will be scarcely a better thing at last than the party-spirit of the faithful politician.

Whoa!" he says with a smile. The wrinkles at the corners of his eyes deepen. "Chicken salad a la George Orwell!

If you ponder the scriptures and begin to do what you covenanted with God to do, I can promise you that you will feel more love for God and more of His love for you.

All that man has to say or do that can possibly concern mankind is in some shape or other to tell the story of his love-to sing, and, if he is fortunate and keeps alive, he will be forever in love.

Enemies publish themselves. They declare war. The friend never declares his love.

Because no man can ever feel his own identity aright except his eyes be closed; as if darkness were indeed the proper element of our essences, though light be more congenial to our clayey part.

The eye is the window of the soul; even an animal looks for a man's intentions right into his eyes.

And stupid. Brave and Stupid." Ravus smiled, but then his smile sagged. "But nothing can stop you from being terrible once you've learned how.

His eyes look too bright, the way the do in people who are in love, people who are enraged, and people who are completely bonkers.

Forgetful youth! but know, the Power above With ease can save each object of his love; Wide as his will extends his boundless grace.

Any man, however blase or depraved, finds his love kindled anew when he sees himself threatened by a rival.

He wears himself out by his labours, and grows old through his love of possessing wealth.

I harbor a secret urge to whack a salesman in the face, crack his teeth and put red bumps around his eyes.

"Don't you have a religion?" Dorolow asked Horza. "Yes," he replied, not taking his eyes away from the screen on the wall above the end of the main mess-room table. "My survival."

All she had needed was the certainty of his love, and his reassurance that there was no hurry when a lifetime lay ahead of them.

Oh, Gods." His eyes shone with want and predatory satisfaction. "The name's William. It's a common mistake.

I gave him my hard stare. “You're a control freak and I fight all authority. And you want us to mate?” A wicked spark lit his eyes. “Many, many times.

If my luck held, it wouldn't be a handsome Greek demigod looking for the love of his life or at least his love of a couple of hours.

It was his eyes. When you looked into them, you saw chained violence baring teeth and claws back at you.

Judging by the hard lines of his face and the flat look in his eyes, he'd left the Marines, but the Corps hadn't quite left him.

When he looked at me, his eyes positively twinkled. Christ. I was screwed. Eyes were twinkling at me.

And she looked at him and saw the grave tenderness in his eyes, and yet knew, for she was bred among men of war, that here was one whom no Rider of the Mark could outmatch in battle.

Blay said roughly,"I'm still in love with him" Saxton dropped his eyes and brushed at the top of his thigh, as if there might have been a tiny piece of lint there. " I know. You thought you weren't?

I love you." Z squeezed his eyes shut. "Don't be a tragedy, Bella.

My father, a mining engineer and colliery manager, gave his brood many advantages not least of which, for me, was his love of singing which gave music a central place in our lives.

choose now," he spat, his eyes practically shooing sparks. "me or him." gosh,Fang, you romantic fool," i said sarcastically."howw incredibly sexist pig of you.

Fang looked at me, hope in his eyes, and I smirked at him. I save the huge emotional kissy-face for imminent death scenes. This probably didn't qualify.

For they both were solitary, She on earth and he is heaven. And he wooed her with caressed, Wooed her with his smile of sunshine -Song of Hiawatha, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

To know I was beautiful in his eyes made me beautiful.

Then I went to the morgue and saw that those bones weren't yours, heard your voice again in my head" -his eyes closed- "and once more, nothing else mattered.

Have you met my boyfriend?” There. That was a doozy. His eyes narrowed, and his lips thinned into a tight line. Yep, Noah was a mood kill for both of us.