“When they see us dance. When they see how you look at me. When they see how I smile at you.”

“You think I am afraid to love you, ma fee? Look at me, my only love, and see how you hold my heart in your hands, see how much I love you when you look into my eyes.”

“But everybody has exactly the same smiling frightened face, with the look that says: "I'm important. If you only get to know me, you will see how important I am. Look into my eyes. Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.”

“She made a decision and forced out the words. “I’m sorry.”“For what?” he asked coolly, not even looking at her. “You dance as beautifully as anyone would expect.” “For being intolerably rude,” she persisted. “If that is how you see it.”He glanced down and raised a brow. “Is not that how you see it?” Amy kept a hold on her temper. “Perhaps. But chiefly, I was being honest.”“So was I.”“When?” she asked, confused. “When I called you a bitch.” He smiled and executed a particularly dizzy turn.”

“I don't want you to see only a tiger when you look at me. I want you to see me. The man.”

“See me when you look at me.”