In this watering-place I acted an heroic character, badly studied; and being a novice on such a stage, I forgot my part before a pair of lovely blue eyes.

Bugsy Siegel. The mobster with the beautiful blue eyes.

I'm fortunate to have blue eyes!

I don't like labels, but I do have blue eyes and I'm soulful, so what am I going to do?

He lifted his eyes. They were the color of the deepest heart of hurricane clouds, deeper blue than the sky behind him.

This man, although he appeared so humble and embarrassed in his air and manners, and passed so unheeded, had inspired me with such a feeling of horror by the unearthly paleness of his countenance, from which I could not avert my eyes, that I was unable longer to endure it.