The light, that lies In woman's eyes, Has been my heart's undoing.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
My death, taking the light from my eyes, gives back to the day the purity which they soiled.
Sometimes our light goes out but is blown into flame by another human being. Each of us owes deepest thanks to those who have rekindled this light.
When my mother talked about her brother, there was this light in her eyes. I thought, 'This is the basis of a novel.'
I have the right to shine my light! That's what all women have. Once you own that, you can almost always shine your light.
There is real beauty in my eyes when I lose my mind.
I was blinded by being a romantic person.
A woman's heart is a deep ocean of secrets.
There is in every true woman's heart, a spark of heavenly fire, which lies dormant in the broad daylight of prosperity, but which kindles up and beams and blazes in the dark hour of adversity.
And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: it is only with the heart that one can see rightly, what is essential is invisible to the eye.
The blue of my eyes is extinguished in this night, the red gold of my heart.