" Beatrix looked at Christopher with an arrested expression.
His smile faded, and he found himself staring into her blue-on-blue eyes. They were astonishingly direct and lucid... the eyes of a vagabond angel. One had the sense that no matter what she beheld of the sinful world, she would never be jaded. She reminded him that the things he had seen and done could not be polished away like tarnish from silver. "

― Lisa Kleypas , Love in the Afternoon (The Hathaways, #5)