“The snowy owl has eyes that look just like mine, especially when it widens them. And while I stand there, staring at it, lowering my sunglasses, something unspoken passes between me and the bird – there’s this weird kind of tension, a bizarre pressure, that fuels the following, which starts, happens, ends, very quickly.”

Bret Easton Ellis

“She laughs and looks out the window and I think for a minute that she’s going to start to cry. I’m standing by the door and I look over at the Elvis Costello poster, at his eyes, watching her, watching us, and I try to get her away from it, so I tell her to come over here, sit down, and she thinks I want to hug her or something and she comes over to me and puts her arms around my back and says something like ‘I think we’ve all lost some sort of feeling.”

Bret Easton Ellis

“Elene gasped and sat up. “Kylar Thaddeus Stern!” Kylar giggled. “Thaddeus? That’s a good one. I knew a Thaddeus once.” “So did I. He was a blind idiot.” “Really?” Kylar said, his eyes dancing. “The one I knew was famous for his gigantic-” “Kylar!” Elene interrupted, motioning toward Uly. “His gigantic what?” Uly asked. “Now you did it.” Elene said, “His gigantic what, Kyler?” “Feet. And you know what they say about big feet.” He winked lasciviously at Elene. “What?” Uly asked. “Big Shoes,” Kylar said.”

Brent Weeks

“It was a fabulous experience shooting [in the Aviator], working with Leo [DiCaprio] and Danny Huston in the scene. It was great. I think what was most eye-opening about it was that [Martin] Scorsese was just like any good director you work with.”

Brent Spiner

“So what does that make you think about God?I think that maybe, if human beings have souls, that maybe their souls are in their eyes. That maybe that’s what the color is. Their souls.”

Brent Runyon

“One of the the loveliest lines I have ever read comes from Brother Roger, the Prior of the Protestant monks of Taize, France: ‘Assured of your salvation by the unique grace of our Lord Jesus Christ.’ It is still difficult for me to read these words without tears filling my eyes. It is wonderful.”

Brennan Manning

“Lord, when I feel that what I’m doing is insignificant and unimportant, help me to remember that everything I do is significant and important in your eyes, because you love me and you put me here, and no one else can do what I am doing in exactly the way I do it.”

Brennan Manning

“That’s what makes it so right. Your eyes—your soul is there, but the rest of you is still so undefined. That’s the beauty of childhood. The eyes show everything you’ve seen so far, but the rest of you is still so open to possibility, to whatever you might become.”

 

Bree Despain

“To keep from going stale you must forget your professional outlook and rediscover the virginal eye of the amateur.”

 

Brassai

“Photography in our time leaves us with a grave responsibility. While we are playing in our studios with broken flowerpots, oranges, nude studies and still lifes, one day we know that we will be brought to account: life is passing before our eyes without our ever having seen a thing.”

 

Brassai

“I just feel my sexuality is private. I’m very shy about being sexy. That part of me has been so closed to the public eye. I’ve sold millions of records with my clothes on.”

Brandy Norwood

“I want you to go back into the barrack and tell the men to come out after the storm. Tell them to look up at me tied here. Tell them I’ll open my eyes and look back at them, and they’ll know hat I survived.”

Brandon Sanderson

“It’s a mystery,” Vin said, narrowing her eyes and smiling. “We Mistborn are incredibly mysterious.” Elend paused.” Um…I’m Mistborn too, Vin. That doesn’t make any sense.” “We Mistborn need not make sense,” Vin said.” It’s beneath us. Come on-the sun’s already down. We need to get moving.”

Brandon Sanderson

“So, using his pride like a shield against despair, dejection, and-most important— self-pity, Raoden raised his head to stare damnation in the eyes.”

Brandon Sanderson

“Good men don’t become legends,” he said quietly. “Good men don’t need to become legends.” She opened her eyes, looking up at him. “They just do what’s right anyway.”

Brandon Sanderson

“You’re wonderful. So full of life and excitement. The priests and servants of the palace, they wear colors, but there’s no color inside of them. They just go about their duties, eyes down, solemn. You’ve got color on the inside, so much of it that it bursts out and colors everything around you.”

Brandon Sanderson

“Too many of us take great pains with what we ingest through our mouths, and far less with what we partake of through our ears and eyes.”

Brandon Sanderson

“And so, does the destination matter? Or is it the path we take? I declare that no accomplishment has substance nearly as great as the road used to achieve it. We are not creatures of destinations. It is the journey that shapes us. Our callused feet, our backs strong from carrying the weight of our travels, our eyes open with the fresh delight of experiences lived.”

Brandon Sanderson

“…Why are all these masks winking?” Jason pointed around the room with his fork. The loremaster dabbed at his mouth with a frilled purple napkin. “One eye is open to all truth, the other closed to all deception.”

Brandon Mull

“She (Rachel) pulled away and looked into his eyes. “Don’t give up.” “There goes my plan.” “I’m serious. Even if things look bad, find a way to win. Find it.” “You too,” Jason urged. “Within reason. Don’t try some huge Edomic command and blow yourself to pieces.” “There goes my plan.” “You stole my line.”

Brandon Mull