look

I can__ look people in the eye and tell them that they__e going to die anymore.

What I want to know is how you go on when you look aroundand don__ see anywhere you want to go without the only personyou can__ have.

You look somewhere else, then you see something different and so your journey for wisdom starts! Wise man__ mind is the mind looking at everywhere!

We all have to love you, and believe inyou, and think you are looking out for our best interests. But look at us, Momma, and really see us.

Your real self may be hiding somewhere, look for it within, when you find yourself, you can freely be what you want to be.

Dieting is the only game where you win when you lose!

You can save hundred words with just one look!

I look to you, O GOD.

Never look at what you want to change. Always look at what has changed.

The past is far behind. If you still want to look at it, you will painfully stretch your neck muscles. Don't live in the past, leave the past, but learn from it.

He could not afford to indulge misery, to live in the past and stumble through life facing backwards.

Have a look around, my pretty, we are surrounded by Death in all forms _ just the two of us are still alive _

He__ dying!_ Doctor Cove, one of the ship__ two medical officers told me, looking at his med-scanner as he kneeled at the broken body of the only living Corsair on the black ship. I remember the look on his face as he told me _ which seemed more to be puzzlement than actual concern. The man was a Corsair after all, and had injuries I could see, but he was conscious, and none of them looked fatal. But then, I__ no doctor. I never was any good at healing anything _ and my job was doing the opposite, and I admit I__ pretty good at it. Always have been.

If we__e missing life it__ probably because we__e expecting it to reveal itself to us, rather than realizing that life is revealed by us looking for it.

When everything has gone down, God wants youto look up

There's a strength in that look, a wilfulness; one would almost call it defiance except that it is so good-humoured. It is the look a woman would wear - would have worn - if she asked a man, a stranger, say, to dance.

LOOKINGThe world goes by, and what have I to do with it? I merely observe how the geese stretch their necks towards the orange rim of sky. I watch how light fades and children make their way home, hungry and tired. The bushes outside become ghosts while baths run and kitchen windows steam up with the cooking. This is the smell of our home, where I have a place in the wrinkled hours making beds and hugging boys awake. This is the sound of the house where I feel out lives into words, translate ragged nights and days into something whole, or try to. You may look if you wish..... The world goes by, and what have you or I to do with it, except perhaps for looking... ?

Oh, he did look like a deity _ the perfect balance of danger and charm, he was at the same time fascinating and inaccessible, distant because of his demonstrated flawlessness, and possessing such strength of character that he was dismaying and at the same time utterly attractive in an enticing and forbidden way.