He seemed to know she would do anything for him; those beautiful eyes just knew it.

Big blue eyes, and you know the kind I mean.

His trained eye knew it had reached its final stage.

Those eyes she knew, though he looked so much different.

After a time, the eyes knew, also, and then the brain.

She watched as his eyes fell to her mouth and knew what could so easily come next.

But he could also tell that those eyes had known pain and mourning.

Now, your eyes don't know that the light bent at the surface of the water.

Having heard this piece of information, people's eyes invariably didn't know what to do with it.

Keep an eye on what they find and let me know.