Ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize.
The creature has a purpose, and his eyes are bright with it.
To me there is no picture so beautiful as smiling, bright-eyed, happy children; no music so sweet as their clear and ringing laughter.
Sean looks at me then, his eyes bright, in a way that makes me feel out of sorts. I glare back.
I know very well that to admit to loving Bright Eyes is to admit to having an overgrown brain region devoted to self-pity, sentimentality, regret, and a handful of other not very appealing emotional states.
One of my favourite tricks is using a cream pencil or liner on the waterline under the eye; then it makes your eyes look bigger and brighter.
Growing up, I watched a lot of Shirley Temple movies.
His eyes look too bright, the way the do in people who are in love, people who are enraged, and people who are completely bonkers.
I wish I could always look like I've just finished a really good laugh.
If you love something, give it away...
My friends actually used to call me the 'Female Conor Oberst.' I got to open up with him once, and I told him about that, and he thought it was hilarious.
On a day-to-day basis when I'm not working I like to look fresh with rosy cheeks and bright eyes.
Sometimes I think there ought to be a coat of arms for all of us who listen to Oberst's band Bright Eyes past the age of twenty-six. 'With Love and Shame,' the motto would read. The handwriting would be the cramped and tortured scribble of a high school freshman.
