Pastoral Resources

I really have to keep an eye on myself, because sometimes I think I might say something important.

There are various eyes. Even the Sphinx has eyes: and as a result there are various truths, and as a result there is no truth.

Love is blind; friendship closes its eyes.

Picture yourself in your minds eye as having already achieved this goal. See yourself doing the things you'll be doing when you've reached your goal.

I just close my eyes and think of Placido Domingo.

Because of this the representation I'm interested in is of those things only the eye can touch.

In God's eyes, there's not before and after. Every moment of time is simultaneous to God.

There were a couple Aborigines in my primary school, but we never spoke to them. They kept to themselves, and we never really even locked eyes. They weren't acknowledged officially either.

Audiences in London called me the girl with the black cherry eyes.

Happiness is the harvest of a quiet eye.

It's hard to do it because you gotta look people in the eye and tell 'em they're irresponsible and lazy. And who's gonna wanna do that? Because that's what poverty is, ladies and gentlemen. In this country, you can succeed if you get educated and work hard. Period. Period.

Women in particular need to keep an eye on their physical and mental health, because if we're scurrying to and from appointments and errands, we don't have a lot of time to take care of ourselves. We need to do a better job of putting ourselves higher on our own 'to do' list.

I know a girl who cries when she practices violin because each note sounds so pure it just cuts into her, and then the melody comes pouring out her eyes. Now, to me, everything else just sounds like a lie.

I like to feel the burn of the audience's eyes when I'm whispering all my darkest secrets into the microphone.

You have more independent eyes scrutinizing the decision-making and financial statements of companies.

It strikes me as bad manners for a magazine to accept one of my advertisements and then attack it editorially - like inviting a man to dinner then spitting in his eye.

Our situation here, without any exaggeration, is beyond description almost; it is such as eye has not seen nor ear heard, nor hath it ever entered into the heart of men to conceive Boston ever to arrive at.

I often think that could we creep behind the actor's eyes, we would find an attic of forgotten toys and a copy of the Domesday Book.

I take a simple view of life: keep your eyes open and get on with it.

The children have been a wonderful gift to me, and I'm thankful to have once again seen our world through their eyes. They restore my faith in the family's future.