Ladies, whose bright eyes Rain influence, and judge the prize.
To me there is no picture so beautiful as smiling, bright-eyed, happy children; no music so sweet as their clear and ringing laughter.
The creature has a purpose, and his eyes are bright with it.
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.
Growing up, I watched a lot of Shirley Temple movies.
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.
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.
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.
If you love something, give it away...
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.
