Fear of God before their eyes.
In the twinkling of an eye.
Men are influenced by big loud empty words, styes which swell the eyelids and impede vision of the truth
So cunning is the art that the substantial masses lead the eye to him, and he is nothing, the expandable, the faceless. He needs no face, being about to die.
For we know the world to exist only by our seeing it. You shut eyes in a man's death and in a sense you kill the universe
For the day may come, some thousand years hence, when even the works of Ben Jonson will be read little, but the bright eyes of Ben Jonson will flash out here and there in a breathtaking felicity of phrase from the green Eden of God's own book that may never die.
He gave in wonder to this world a pair of tormented eyeballs
If there is to be an English poesy worthy the name then it must be formed of true sounds, the throat all open, and not of mumblings in chambers or the impostures of the eye. It is the ear that is poesy's true organ
They were swans, but like the swans that sailed in the barge's wake, greedy and cold-eyed
Women will ever go for the experienced man. They can oft see experience in a man's eyes
I was creating man afresh, planting him in a garden with clean white body and the innocent eyes of a deer. But he would not stay there: he must needs leap out to his plotting and blood-letting and sniggering nastiness
It is faith in beauty that is eternal, so long as there are eyes to see it
A bigger problem was to separate himself from his body - the hand worn to nothing, the lock of hair that fell into his eye, even the brain that scrurried with thoughts and words and images. It took long hours to die
Remember that life is not a right but a gift. And now the gift is removed. Be thankful that you have savoured that gift. March into the dark with erect hands, eyes open
Was never true love loved in vain, For truest love is highest gain. No art can make it: it must spring Where elements are fostering. So in heaven's spot and hour Springs the little native flower, Downward root and upward eye, Shapen by the earth and sky.
Love is the most impregnable refuge of self-esteem, and we hate the eye that reaches to our nakedness.
He was so narrow-minded he could see through a keyhole with both eyes.
Never worry about the size of your Christmas tree. In the eyes of children, they are all 30 feet tall.
Never worry about the size of your Christmas tree. In the eyes of children, they are all 30 feet tall.
You cannot depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus.
You cannot depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus.
You cannot depend on your eyes when your imagination is out of focus.
We are born with our eyes closed and our mouths open, and we spend our whole lives trying to reverse that mistake of nature.
Never worry about the size of your Christmas tree. In the eyes of children, they are all 30 feet tall.
Some people develop eye strain looking for trouble.