You cannot find comfort in ducks.
Stoop to look into those beady brown eyes,
and they will tell you nothing.

- The Bridge, St. James's Park

Comfort and prosperity have never enriched the world as much as adversity has.

Up here my eyes are green leaves, unseeing.

It will be all over this day week - comfort - discomfort; and the zest and rush that no engagements, hours, habits give. Then we shall take them up again with more than the zest of traveling.

My eyes got wide when they said this could happen.

My mom can't stand to see us playing against each other. She closes her eyes.