In The Eye Quotes

If little faults proceeding on distemper Shall not be winked at, how shall we stretch our eye When capital crimes, chewed, swallowed, and digested, Appear before us?

The error of our eye directs our mind. What error leads must err.

The fringed curtains of thine eye advance, And say what thou seest yond.

The eye of man hath not heard, the ear of man hath not seen, man's hand is not able to taste, his tongue to conceive, nor his heart to report, what my dream was.

Alas, that love, whose view is muffled still, Should without eyes see pathways to his will!

Mine eyes Were not in fault, for she was beautiful; Mine ears, that heard her flattery; nor my heart, That thought her like her seeming. It had been vicious To have mistrusted her.

Full many a glorious morn I have seen Flatter the mountain-tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams with heavenly alchemy.

The harvest of a quiet eye, That broods and sleeps on his own heart.

The clouds that gather round the setting sun, Do take a sober colouring from an eye, That hath kept watch o'er man's mortality.

Keep your paragraphs short. Writing is visual - it catches the eye before it has a chance to catch the brain.

I have the motto that says, 'Whatever you see in your closet that you like, pick it and wear it.' It's not just your closet, but just your life. Whatever catches your eye. Pick it.

My greatest wish — other than salvation — was to have a book. A long book with a never-ending story. One I could read again and again, with new eyes and a fresh understanding each time.

His emotion evident in the glitter of his eyes.

The old bastions of the post-communist regime collapsed before my very eyes. The monsters who had kept Ukraine in a criminal state left the stage.

I close my eyes and can see men drawing lines in the dust. America pushes through the membrane of mist and smoke, and I'm a small boy again in Bogalusa.

The problem with my eyes is that they have been famished, but now they are feasting.

The eye is a menace to clear sight, the ear is a menace to subtle hearing, the mind is a menace to wisdom, every organ of the senses is a menace to its own capacity.

Faith hasn't got no eyes, but she's long-legged.

This is my philosophy: I prefer to stay out of the public eye. I love freedom.

I don't have a great eye for detail. I leave blanks in all of my stories. I leave out all detail, which leaves the reader to fill in something better.

But all the time our warmth and brilliance are right here. This is who we really are. We are one blink of an eye away from being fully awake.

I loved the hood and still love the hood but I had to realize like Ra you a rapper now you're in the public eye.

I've learned a lot about being in the public eye. I'm certainly handling things more maturely now, I'm not getting as scared as easily.

Just above our terror, the stars painted this story in perfect silver calligraphy. And our souls, too often abused by ignorance, covered our eyes with mercy.

Writing, the art of communicating thoughts to the mind through the eye, is the great invention of the world.

Nothing appears to be something. The human experience is a senseory organ for the divine self. Through these eyes, the divine gets to see itself in form.

For in pure maidens, knowing not the marriage-bed, the glance of the eyes sinks from shame.

There is still vitality under the winter snow, even though to the casual eye it seems to be dead.

Happy the eyes that can close

History, as an entirety, could only exist in the eyes of an observer outside it and outside the world. History only exists, in the final analysis, for God.

Marriage with love is entering heaven with one's eyes shut, but marriage without love is entering hell with them open.

Faith is the sight of the inward eye.

Why has not Man a microscopic eye? For this plain reason, Man is not a Fly. Say what the use, were finer optics giv'n, T' inspect a mite, not comprehend the heav'n.

Where'er you walk cool gales shall fan the glade, Trees where you sit shall crowd into a shade. Where'er you tread the blushing flowers shall rise, And all things flourish where you turn your eyes.

Pleasures are ever in our hands or eyes; And when in act they cease, in prospect rise.

Except for the woman, nothing interests the eye of the American man more than the automobile, or seems so important to him as an object of esthetic appreciation.

Love laid his sleepless head On a thorny rose bed: And his eyes with tears were red, And pale his lips as the dead.

They were written on cheap blue notebooks bought by poor women. I'm interested in folk tales in the way that medicine and magic in women's stories are all kind of combined.

She didn't even have to smile, and she rarely did outside her house--it was the eyes, her dancer's carriage, the way she seemed to deliberate over the smallest movement of her body.

To know is to exist; to exist is to be involved, to move about, to see the world with my own eyes.

Some people don't understand that it is the nature of the eye to have seen forever, and the nature of the mind to recall anything that was ever known.

The reading of literature opens our eyes, offering us new perspectives on things that we can evaluate and adopt.

If you're good with a knife, you don't need your eyes.

I think there's a part when you sign your soul to the devil and start working in Los Angeles that you also sign away that you could be a human being in anyone's eye. You're like a robot!

You know, I love traveling and I love being exposed to different cultures, but really it's the people that I've met along the way, not the places I've been, that have opened my eyes.

If a person continues to see giants, it means he is still looking at the world through the eyes of a child.

Personally, I'd rather have pins stuck in my eyes than endure a conversation with John Kerry, but I'd love to hang with Bush.

My struggle is to preserve that abstract flash - like something you caught out of the corner of your eye, but in the picture you can look at it directly.

True love is visible not to the eyes but to the heart, for eyes may be deceived.

You look boldly ahead; isn't it only that you don't see or divine anything terrible in the future; because life is still hidden from your young eyes.