“The pupil dilates in darkness and in the end finds light, just as the soul dilates in misfortune and in the end finds God.”
“Those eyes of his just look up at me, pupils dilated in the diffused lights of the room. Wide, black pools, seeking out galaxies.”
“Your eyes are a window into your soul. The way your pupils dilate when you’re happy, and restrict when you’re mad. -Ben”
“...in that dilated moment after sunset when the sky holds all the light...”
“How do you feel?"Her pupils were dilated, her cheeks flushed. "Like I want you to kiss me again."And _that_ was the invitation he'd been waiting for.”
“Your pupils are dilated," he said. "I think-""Yes?" I breathed."I think you have a concussion."I blinked. A concussion? That's so not where I thought he was going.”