Top Looked Quotes

  • I looked at all the people, feeling sorry for them. They were still subordinate to clock and calendar. Absolved of that, I stood becalmed. – Richard Matheson

    I looked at all the people, feeling sorry for them. They were still subordinate to clock and calendar. Absolved of that, I stood becalmed.– Richard Matheson

  • I looked at all the people, feeling sorry for them. They were still subordinate to clock and calendar. Absolved of that, I stood becalmed.– Richard Matheson

  • Diana knew it wouldn’t be right, but then she told herself that things only looked wrong when there was someone to see you. – Anna Godbersen

    Diana knew it wouldn’t be right, but then she told herself that things only looked wrong when there was someone to see you.– Anna Godbersen

  • She looked terrible, but very wise. – Sylvia Plath

    She looked terrible, but very wise.– Sylvia Plath

  • The voice was cool, drawling, and insolent, but the eyes were something else. She looked about as hard to get as a haircut. – Raymond Chandler

    The voice was cool, drawling, and insolent, but the eyes were something else. She looked about as hard to get as a haircut.– Raymond Chandler

  • I kept thinking of her eyes, the depths of them, the way she looked right into me, and I wasn’t afraid of what she’d find. – Robin Constantine

    I kept thinking of her eyes, the depths of them, the way she looked right into me, and I wasn’t afraid of what she’d find.– Robin Constantine

  • blue eyes so light that it looked like she sent them out to be bleached – James Ellroy

    blue eyes so light that it looked like she sent them out to be bleached– James Ellroy

  • She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil. – RJ Lawrence

    She looked at him, his black, depthless eyes like boiling wells of oil.– RJ Lawrence

  • I looked at her for three seconds, or five perhaps, with fearful hatred-that hate which is only a hair’s-breath from love, from the maddest love! – Fyodor Dostoyevsky

    I looked at her for three seconds, or five perhaps, with fearful hatred-that hate which is only a hair’s-breath from love, from the maddest love!– Fyodor Dostoyevsky

  • She looked at me again, and the sweet and shy Nicole disappeared. Her eyes b – Kelley Armstrong

    She looked at me again, and the sweet and shy Nicole disappeared. Her eyes b– Kelley Armstrong