The heart lies and the head plays tricks with us, but the eyes see true.
The eyes those silent tongues of love.
People say that eyes are windows to the soul.
One’s own troubles sharpen one’s eyes sometimes.
One sees clealy only with the heart. Anything essential is invisible to the eyes.[translation by Richard Howard]It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.[translation by Katherine Woods][On ne voit bien qu’avec le cœur. L’essentiel est invisible pour les yeux.]
One cannot fix one’s eyes on the commonest natural production without finding food for a rambling fancy.
No man can ever feel his own identity aright except his eyes be closed; as if darkness were indeed the proper element of our essences, though light be more congenial to our clayey part.
Madman! look through my eyes if thou hast none of thine own.
If we have not hearts, we have eyes; and they give us torment enough.
If a man has his eyes bound, you can encourage him as much as you like to stare through the bandage, but he’ll never see anything.
I’ve seen a look in dogs’ eyes, a quickly vanishing look of amazed contempt, and I am convinced that basically dogs think humans are nuts.
I have noticed that many who do not believe in God believe in everything else, even in the evil eye.
