The eyes are windows to the soul. What could be more obvious? I look through my eyes onto the world, and I look through the eyes of others into their minds.
We immediately see the tenderness and passion in a loving gaze, the fear and malice in a hostile glance. In a lecture room, with hundreds of students, I can pick out exactly who is, and isn’t, paying attention. And, of course, there is the electricity of meeting a stranger’s glance across a crowded room....
...The new research suggests that my brain also makes my eyes move in subtle ways that send out complex signals about what I feel and see....
That or checking out a big set of honkers and then getting busted for leering.
http://www.msn.com/en-us/news/us/ho...e-with-their-eyes/ar-BBeGw3C?ocid=mailsignout
We immediately see the tenderness and passion in a loving gaze, the fear and malice in a hostile glance. In a lecture room, with hundreds of students, I can pick out exactly who is, and isn’t, paying attention. And, of course, there is the electricity of meeting a stranger’s glance across a crowded room....
...The new research suggests that my brain also makes my eyes move in subtle ways that send out complex signals about what I feel and see....
That or checking out a big set of honkers and then getting busted for leering.
http://www.msn.com/en-us/news/us/ho...e-with-their-eyes/ar-BBeGw3C?ocid=mailsignout