When young people grow up. . . . they shine so much that old people want to avert their gaze.
Today, as chief Of the guardians of the seas Of the land of the dawn, I gaze up with awe At the rising sun!
Memories do not change, and change is the law of existence. If our dead, the closest, the most beloved, were to return to us after a long absence and instead of the old, familiar trees were to find in our souls English gardens and stone walls - that is to say, other loves, other tastes, other interests, they would gaze upon us sadly and tenderly for a moment, wiping away their tears, and then return to their tombs to rest.
When you gaze into souls, it's something you should update periodically, because souls can change.
We fit, you and I,” he whispered looking into that haunting gaze. “Two broken pieces making a whole.
Late at night, when everyone is quiet, sit alone and gaze into the mind; then you notice illusion ending and reality appearing. You gain a great sense of potential in this every time. Once you have noticed reality appearing yet find that illusion is hard to escape, you also find yourself greatly humbled.
Poverty, many can endure with dignity. Success, how few can carry off, even with decency and without baring their innermost infirmities before the public gaze!
I was in a band in the '90s called Bikini Kill, and we were so freaked out about documentation then, and there was the whole thing, not just about the male gaze, but that people were going to misrepresent you. . . a kind fear of the mainstream that a lot of us had.
Gaze steadfastly at things which, though far away, are yet present to the mind.
It is important that we have the inner richness to be able to look up at the stars or the moon and compose a poem once in a while. When we open wide our minds and fix our gaze on the universe, we fix our gaze on our own life.
There's nothing that builds up a toil-weary soul Like a day on a stream, Back on the banks of the old fishing hole Where a fellow can dream. There's nothing so good for a man as to flee From the city and lie Full length in the shade of a whispering tree And gaze at the sky. . . . . It is good for the world that men hunger to go To the banks of a stream, And weary of sham and of pomp and of show They have somewhere to dream. For this life would be dreary and sordid and base Did they not now and then Seek refreshment and calm in God's wide, open space And come back to be men.
Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at the stars because we are human.
Speechless, castaway, and wry, a spellbound oddity am I. My feet are planted in the clay, my gaze is locked upon the sky.
Above all, one hideous figure grew as familiar as if it had been before the general gaze from the foundations of the world - the figure of the sharp female called La Guillotine. It was the popular theme for jests; it was the best cure for headache, it infallibly prevented hair from turning gray, it imparted a peculiar delicacy to the complexion, it was the National Razor which shaved close: who kissed La Guillotine looked through the little window and sneezed into the sack.
I don't even know which end of a computer one is supposed to gaze into. I've never used a computer.
In the street, the gaze of desire is furtive or menacing.
The heavenly light you admire is fossil-light, it's the unfathomably distant past you gaze into, stars long extinct
He found Pendergast's cool gaze on him, and he fidgeted. He'd forgotten about those eyes. They made you feel like you had just been stripped of your secrets.
A philosopher once asked, "Are we human because we gaze at the stars, or do we gaze at them because we are human"?
She had, without realizing it at the time, learned to follow Nick's gaze, learned to learn his lust. . . his desires remained memorized within her. She looked at the attractive women he would look at. . . She had become him: she longed for these women. But she was also herself, and so she despised them. She lusted after them, but she also wanted to beat them up. A rapist. She had become a rapist, driving to work in a car.