I looked into her eyes, and saw my own staring back, the same peculiar shade, pale grey, flecked with yellow, rimmed with black. Now I knew the nature of her debt. It had weighed on her conscience for fourteen years. I was looking into the eyes of mother and I knew that I would never see her again. Celia Rees
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This quote focuses on the difference between the person in the past and the person in the present. The eyes of the past are different than the eyes of today. The eyes of our parents were different than our own. This quote is particularly important because it describes that when we get older, we get to look into our parents' eyes and understand that it is time to say goodbye. This is also a very sad moment in life because it is probably the last time you will ever see your parents alive.

Source: Witch Child

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