Quote by David Foster Wallace

“Observe the eyes, for they are the windows to her soul.”

— Habeeb Akande

“They [her eyes] were big and warm and full of light, like the sun shining on brown pools in the wood.”

— Willa Cather

“It was like the color of his eyes, she supposed - not quite one shade or another, and utterly unlike anyone else's.”

— Anna Godbersen

“Her eyes were green, and they were warm and liquid with some kind of deep, dreamy satisfaction. There was sparkle, muted, like winking sunlight…

— Lee Child

“For a nanosecond, I meet her gaze. Despite the dark, I can see her eye color—it’s the prettiest, strangest shade of blue I’ve ever…

— Anna B. Doe

“She knows he's not the same. He's different now. The eyes that once held too much contain nothing at all. He is colorless. Faded…

— Alfa H

“There was something strange about her eyes. They were mysteriously lacking in depth. They were lovely eyes, but they did not seem to be…

— Haruki Murakami

“The eyes are not the fact of what we see.”

— Abdel Halim Boudekhana

“It's the mind that sees, not eyes.”

— Toba Beta

“Her eyes were as hard and bright as stars. Not the pretty sort that poets mooned about, but the kind that made men's destinies.”

— Lauren Willig

“Beauty is in the mind, not the eye.”

— Agnes Martin

“She had amber-colored eyes. Or maybe they were blue, and I was confusing their color with her name, which was Amber.”

— Jarod Kintz