#yes

The men laugh at the witty line, but it is not a belly laugh. Beasley's mouth is in a wide smile, but his eyes do not laugh, for there is little reason for joy. And if eyes are indeed mirrors of the soul, then they reflect an infinite sadness. I look away, afraid of what mine might reflect ↗

— Mumia Abu-Jamal

#soul #men

He had a thousand-year-old stare. ↗

— Louise Erdrich

#men #old-soul #reincarnation #men

You cannot help men permanently by doing for them what they could and should do for themselves. ↗

— Abraham Lincoln Artman Himmelwright

#men

He was one of those men for whom all their fatigue went to their eyes in a sleepy, sexy kind of way. ↗

— Sarah Addison Allen

#sexy-eyes #sleepy-eyes #tired #men

I believe in God... but I don't believe in religion. Religion is used to manipulate and punish. Used in a thousand ways for profit for even in the church, money is still the 'real' God. ↗

— V.C. Andrews

#money

Can you be happy with the movies, and the ads, and the clothes in the stores, and the doctors, and the eyes as you walk down the street all telling you there is something wrong with you? No. You cannot be happy. Because, you poor darling baby, you believe them. ↗

— Katherine Dunn

#eyes #happiness #judgement #movies #society

It always is harder to be left behind than to be the one to go... ↗

— Brock Thoene

#goodbyes #sadness #truths #autumn

The green-eyed angel came in less than a half hour and fell docile as a lamb into my arms. We kissed and caressed, I met no resistance when I unlaced the strings to free her dress and fill myself in the moist and hot bed nature made between her thighs. We made love outdoors—without a roof, I like most, without stove, my favorite place, assuming the weather be fair and balmy, and the earth beneath be clean. Our souls intertwined and dripping with dew, and our love for each other was seen. Our love for the world was new. ↗

— Roman Payne

#desire #green-eyes #lamb #making-love #malta

THE TRUTH OF THE VERY SMALL When he is born, a baby's head is filled with the knowledge of space. The circumference of his skull is as infinite as the twirlings of the universe. His eyes look out with the blur of eyes which see for all species. He has remembered his own nature from past patterns. Now his heart beats through rock, sky, oceans. He feels the silence and the sound all around the world beneath his skin. We all hold somewhere deep within us the truth we accepted in innocence. The seas, the forests, the soil, the atmosphere, are all vital parts of an ongoing system. By harming any part of it we must ultimately harm ourselves. It is that simple. ↗

— Jay Woodman

#eyes #harm #head #heart #innocence

Sometimes the facts in my head get bored and decide to take a walk in my mouth. Frequently this is a bad thing. ↗

— Scott Westerfeld

#scott-westerfeld #so-yesterday #bad