Her blue, almond-shaped eyes – now even more elongated – had altered in appearance; they were indeed of the same colour, but seemed to have passed into a liquid state. So much so that, when she closed them, it was as though a pair of curtains had been drawn to shut out a view of the sea.
From Marcel Proust’s The Captive and the Fugitive (1923-1925)
The Centre of the World 