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Do not tell me what I can and cannot do. I'll be as asian as I want to (Stretches his eyes in… — Thom Yorke Copy Share Image
He pass'd the flaming bounds of place and time: The living throne, the sapphire blaze, Where angels tremble while they gaze, He… — Thomas Gray Copy Share Image
Bluebell, you couldn’t take me if I was blindfolded and had both hands tied behind my back.” “Bluebell?” Illium narrowed his eyes.… — Nalini Singh Copy Share Image
It's a wonderful narrative device to bring someone from the outside and look through his eyes if you want to describe the… — Christoph Waltz Copy Share Image
She's alive," Thomas said, not opening his eyes. "What?" Will was caught off guard. "The one you come back for. Her. Tessa.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
A feeble man can see the farms that are fenced and tilled, the houses that are built. The strong man sees the… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
God is greater than anything that man can do or has done. He is not undone by just a train of powder.… — Errol Morris Copy Share Image
He leaned closer, their faces drawing near, and he could feel the heat of her breath mingling with his. He closed his… — Nicholas Sparks Copy Share Image
Bright star,” Magnus said, and his eyes were thoughtful, as if he were remembering something, or someone. “Those of you who are… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
You were joking about the whole please and thank you thing, right?" "Meant every word." A little light danced in his eyes… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
But like a gambler at a slot machine, hoping the next spin would change her life for the better, she closed in… — Nicholas Sparks Copy Share Image
The bullshitter is neither on the side of the true or the side of the false. His eye is not on the… — Harry Frankfurt Copy Share Image
Let no-one define how you see yourself...save God alone. See yourself through His eyes and His strength, and you'll see who you… — Tamera Alexander Copy Share Image
“He blinked. His eyes fell as he processed her response. Then he lifted his chin and attempted a grin that was almost… — Marissa Meyer Copy Share Image
His eyes softened. I thought maybe he pitied me, but it was something else. "Ultimately, it will be your burden to bear.… — Kami Garcia Copy Share Image
“I don't know if anyone's ever told you this", he begins. He doesn't blush, and his eyes don't dart away. Instead I… — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
I might have been tempted to hit him square in the jaw had he not taken me by the shoulders and pinned… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Look, we're trying to explore other options to your retirement," the whitecoat said. "You might be useful to us in other ways."… — James Patterson Copy Share Image
He looked at my lips. I suddenly found myself wanting to lick his. 'Yes,' he replied, his eyes going molten. My breath… — Katie MacAlister Copy Share Image
[Microscopic] evidence cannot be presented ad populum. What is seen with the microscope depends not only upon the instrument and the rock-section,… — Thomas George Bonney Copy Share Image
Maybe I'm missing something, but I don't rightly see how somebody who claims to have had -What'd you say? One partner?-can be… — Susan Elizabeth Phillips Copy Share Image
That until the philosophy which holds one race superior and another inferior is finally and permanently discredited and abandoned: That until there… — Haile Selassie Copy Share Image
And Daniel?" She asked. "Daniel was a player-" "Hey!" "That's what they called the actors." Bill rolled his eyes. — Lauren Kate Copy Share Image
Johnny almost grinned as he nodded. "Tuff enough," he managed, and by the way his eyes were glowing, I figured Southern gentlemen… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
It should not be Illiers-Combray that we visit: a genuine homage to Proust would be to look at our world through his… — Alain de Botton Copy Share Image
No, death hadn't changed [Willie] much. But just in case, I avoided looking directly into his eyes. It was standard policy for… — Laurell K. Hamilton Copy Share Image
Day, the boy from the streets with nothing except the clothes on his back and the earnestness in his eyes, owns my… — Marie Lu Copy Share Image
In his eyes I saw all the other possibilities. The dream-world possibilities. The fairytale possibilities. The seemingly impossible possibilities. — Tiffanie DeBartolo Copy Share Image
The coward, afraid of the lash, with one hand wipes his eyes and gives with the other. Of what avail are such… — Swami Vivekananda Copy Share Image
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He made her drunk, this man made her drunk; and every time his eyes flashed into hers she could not breathe. — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
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For every man's nature is concealed with many folds of disguise, and covered as it were with various veils. His brows, his… — Marcus Tullius Cicero Copy Share Image
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...notice how he will come to manhood with his own particular soul bespeaking itself through the windows which are his eyes, and… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image