#eye

She knew she couldn’t escape unscathed, and the trauma would take her a long time to get past. And she might never fully heal mentally. There was no denying the fact, though, that everything had changed for her. To know what to expect wasn’t the same as actually living it. ↗

— Cheyenne McCray

#the-first-sin #change

The past remains the past. We can learn from it, but we cannot change it." - Lord Bryden, The three-eyed crow ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#lord-bryden #old-gods #past #three-eyed-crow #change

But they always just laugh off everything I say, when really I want absolutely nothing more than to destroy the world they live in and to watch them suffer, alone and miserable, trying to live in my world for a change! ↗

— Daniel Clowes

#change

But I didn't see it. I believed him unchanging, a stone in all good senses of the word, solid, dependable, something and someone you could build upon. But he is as we all are: light as air, transient as wisps of cloud before the sun, beautiful and fleeting, and if I ever did truly have hold of him, that has ended now. ↗

— Ally Condie

#cassia-reyes #change #love #matched #reached

Do you want me to sing to you? I'll sing all night if it will keep the bad dreams away. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#cullen #edward #stephenie-meyer #dreams

She didn't say anything—at least, not with her mouth. Her eyes told me a different story. The only problem was that they each had a thousand tongues talking, each in a language I didn't speak. ↗

— J.X. Burros

#eyes #scarlet-spotlight #communication

Her eyes were of different colors, the left as brown as autumn, the right as gray as Atlantic wind. Both seemed alive with questions that would never be voiced, as if no words yet existed with which to frame them. She was nineteen years old, or thereabouts; her exact age was unknown. Her face was as fresh as an apple and as delicate as blossom, but a marked depression in the bones beneath her left eye gave her features a disturbing asymmetry. Her mouth never curved into a smile. God, it seemed, had withheld that possibility, as surely as from a blind man the power of sight. He had withheld much else. Amparo was touched—by genius, by madness, by the Devil, or by a conspiracy of all these and more. She took no sacraments and appeared incapable of prayer. She had a horror of clocks and mirrors. By her own account she spoke with Angels and could hear the thoughts of animals and trees. She was passionately kind to all living things. She was a beam of starlight trapped in flesh and awaiting only the moment when it would continue on its journey into forever.” (p.33) ↗

— Tim Willocks

#apple #asymmetry #atlantic #autumn #blind-man

Mad Eye' Moody on the Avada Kedavra curse: "Not nice," he said calmly. "Not pleasant. And there's no counter curse. There's no blocking it. Only one known person has ever survived it, and he's sitting right in front of me. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#curse #death #harry-potter #mad-eye-moody #survive

It is often said that before you die your life passes before your eyes. It is in fact true. It's called living. ↗

— Terry Pratchett

#called #die #eyes #fact #in fact

Even You-Know-Who can't split himself into seven. ↗

— J.K. Rowling

#mad-eye-moody #death