“I could see tall ideas standing up behind his eyes.”

“Indeed, it is very far from accurate to say that we see with our eyes. The eye is blind but for the idea behind the eye.”

“Sit. I can't flirt standing up, and you're freakishly tall.”

“I looked up and met the saddest eyes I've ever seen. His eyes were like a hole that I fell into. I could see every emotion passing through his mind. I could see hope, yet the emotion that stood out the most, hurt led me to his his heart, his poor broken heart...”

“I woke up this morning exhausted from hiding the me of me. So I stand here confiding there's more to Devon than jump shot and rim. I'm more than tall and lengthy of limb. I dare you to peep behind these eyes, discover the poet in tough-guy disguise. Don't call me Jump Shot. My name is surprise.”

“I shook my head, and his eyes traveled up my wall to the ceiling. I could almost see the wheels spinning inside his head. “What are you up to?” I asked, narrowing my eyes.“I’m trying to think of another bet.”