"The eyes of those who see will not be dim ..."
L'Age d'or (1930) The parted lovers cannot take their eyes from each other--so everyone else does, until all things conspire against them; and the man, enraged, buffeted by the clods of tradition, stares wide-eyed at even the innocents and violently tears the whole thing down, kicking and screaming like a terrible infant, a genius of irrational, intuitive convulsions and curses.
Irreversible (2002) Never ask can I have a look, just a peek, I want to see, because you cannot undo your gaze, no matter how much your thumbs rub at the charcoal smudges your eyes have become, blinking through tears that run up and into your eyes until they're dry and clear and the terrible sight recedes to the future, leaving a tunneling thud that echoes like your forehead on wet concrete.
Quicksand (1950) There is something froglike in his eyes, but radiant, despite his two-bit arcade patter and decades-long anxiety over the purchase price he's certain he can set on every woman he's met, coupled with his lidded appraisal of the kid in trouble--two-for-one, he figures, the girl and the kid, buy one and sell out the other; this settles him more squarely on his haunches, and he spreads his mouth in a small indulgent smile.
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