We shall not attempt to give the reader an idea of that tetrahedron nose-that horse-shoe mouth-that small left eye over-shadowed by a red bushy brow, while the right eye disappeared entirely under an enormous wart-of those straggling teeth with breaches here and there like the battlements of a fortress-of that horny lip, over which one of those teeth projected like the tusk of an elephant-of that forked chin-and, above all, of the expression diffused over the whole-that mixture of malice, astonishment, and melancholy. Let the reader, if he can, figure to himself this combination.
- Victor Hugo
source: Victor Hugo (18??). “The Novels of Victor Hugo: Profusely Illustrated with Elegant Wood Engravings”
topic: Horse, Eye, Expression, Left Eye, Warts
When he at least reached the door the handle had cease to vibrate. Lowering himself suddenly to his knees he placed his head and the vagaries of his left eye (which was for ever trying to dash up and down the vertical surface of the door), he was able by dint of concentration to observe, within three inches of his keyholed eye, an eye which was not his, being not only of a different colour to his own iron marble, but being, which is more convincing, on the other side of the door.
- Mervyn Peake
topic: Eye, Doors, Iron, Left Eye, Gormenghast
I grew up in the sixties watching B.B. King and Tito Puente and Miles Davis and Coltrane, everybody, Marvin Gaye, Jimi. And at the same time, with my left eye I was watching Dolores Huerta, Cesar Chavez, Martin Luther King, Malcolm X, Mother Teresa.
- Carlos Santana
source: Mae Brussell (2014). “The Essential Mae Brussell: Investigations of Fascism in America”, p.16, Feral House
topic: Mother, Kings, Eye, Teresa, Left Eye