Pastoral Resources

Beauty is how you feel inside, and it reflects in your eyes. It is not something physical.

I was at that time like a fledgling swallow living high up in a niche in the eaves, who from time to time peeps out over the top of its nest with its little bright eyes.

A gentleman has his eyes on all those present; he is tender toward the bashful, gentle toward the distant, and merciful toward the absent.

A weed is no more than a flower in disguise, Which is seen through at once, if love give a man eyes.

I love experiencing other people's realities, seeing the world through their eyes for a short period of time.

A man has only one escape from his old self: to see a different self in the mirror of some woman's eyes.

Night hath a thousand eyes.

And some poets are far better read off the page because they're very bad speakers. I'm thinking of one in particular whom I won't name, a good poet, and he reads in such a dry, boring way, your eyes start drooping.

Love is the opener as well as closer of eyes.

War in men's eyes shall be A monster of iniquity In the good time coming. Nations shall not quarrel then, To prove which is the stronger; Nor slaughter men for glory's sake; - Wait a little longer.

Man is so muddled, so dependent on the things immediately before his eyes, that every day even the most submissive believer can be seen to risk the torments of the afterlife for the smallest pleasure.

Just as our eyes need light in order to see, our minds need ideas in order to conceive.

Many times I asked myself, 'Who is a painter in your own eyes?'

Open your eyes, look within. Are you satisfied with the life you're living?

I would look at a dog and when our eyes met, I realized that the dog and all creatures are my family. They're like you and me.

I have absolutely no idea what my generation did to enrich our democracy. We dropped the ball. We entered a period of complacency and closed our eyes to the public corruption of our democracy.

Who are you going to believe, me or your own eyes?

So all of these things are going on that make you wake up and realize you are a mortal person. You can choose to cruise through your life, but if you do, you're going to open your eyes at some point, and it's gone.

When I read a book I seem to read it with my eyes only, but now and then I come across a passage, perhaps only a phrase, which has a meaning for me, and it becomes part of me.

The American character looks always as if it had just had a rather bad haircut, which gives it, in our eyes at any rate, a greater humanity than the European, which even among its beggars has an all too professional air.