Quotes About Fascination

Inmóvil, absorto en una contemplación muda, yo permanecía aún con los ojos fijos en la figura de aquella mujer, cuya especial belleza había herido mi imaginación de un modo tan extraordinario.

Let yourself be enchanted in small ways.

Very early in life I became fascinated with the wonders language can achieve. And I began playing with words.

Then the nose moved along the rubber tube up to the bottle and back again, sniffing with the utmost concentration. When I removed the needle the nose began a careful inspection of the injection site. Then a tongue appeared and began to lick the bullock's neck methodically. I squatted back on my heels and watched. This was something more than mere curiosity; everything in the dog's attitude suggested intense interest and concern.

There is more in a human life than our theories of it allow. Sooner or later something seems to call us onto a particular path. You may remember this something as a signal moment in childhood when an urge out of nowhere, a fascination, a peculiar turn of events struck like an annunciation: This is what I must do, this is what I've got to have. This is who I am.

Sooner or later something seems to call us onto a particular path. You may remember this "something" as a signal calling in childhood when an urge out of nowhere, a fascination, a peculiar turn of events struck like an annunciation: This is what I must do, this is what I've got to have. This is who I am.

I shall be very deeply interested—in due course.

You shall know the truth and the truth shall make you mad. "I drink to make other people more interesting.

Perhaps I love you because of how beautiful you are in my world.

There's something about, "What keeps the mystery in your life fascinating. To discover what you are passionate about in body, mind and soul.

I had never spoken to her, except for a few casual words, and yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.

His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl and knew that in some dim past, whether in life or revery, he had heard their tale before. He saw her urge her vanities, her fine dress and sash and long black stocking, and knew that he had yielded to them a thousand times.

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Why have women such eyes of witchery?

There was grace and mystery in her attitude as if she were a symbol of something.

Varina could weave a spiderweb and sprinkle it with gold dust and lure you inside and wrap it around both your eyes and your heart, all the while making you enjoy your own entrapment.

Women are the perfect creation. I don't care who hears that. Even before I hit puberty, they lived nightly in my dreams, and I have the feeling they'll live with me in the grave.

Under those blue pajamas was a shape to set a man nuts . . . .

She laughed, and as she did, Potts felt as if he were watching a dark, silent mountain suddenly blink to life, illuminated by a hundred lights from a small, quaint village that had lived on the mountainside for a hundred years, the village appearing out of nowhere, all the lights aglow at once. Every feature of her face glowed. He found himself wanting to tell her every sorrow he ever knew

The woman, he thought, was all good handwriting.

Her smile displayed a raw, natural beauty that caught Potts off guard. The woman, he thought, was all good handwriting.

Unless I miss my guess, Yolly is about to become obsessed with horses. It's practically a stage on Piaget's developmental profile.

He'd given up squid merchanting when he'd found that the creatures inhabited his dreams, all leggy and cold.

Once I was seated, I couldn't help people-watching. I'll admit it, I'm an addict from way back.