Quotes About Fascination

The everlasting lure of round-the-corner, how fascinating it is.

It's one of the uncanniest things I know to watch a real book on its career?it follows you and follows you and drives you into a corner and makes you read it.

I have been interested in dreams, really since I was a kid. I have always been fascinated by the idea that your mind, when you are asleep, can create a world in a dream and you are perceiving it as though it really existed.

But I have been interested in dreams, really since I was a kid. I have always been fascinated by the idea that your mind, when you are asleep, can create a world in a dream and you are perceiving it as though it really existed.

It was the kind of love you can only feel toward someone you don't actually know.

At the moment I'm doing this space movie, so I'm obsessed with physics and space travel. I know three months down the line it's gone. Then I'll be able to superficially say stuff about space.

Han smiled, then, a bright, charming smile that lit up the room, more dangerous than any blade. All you ever needed was that smile, she thought. I'd have given in immediately.

He couldn't say why Captain Gray got under his skin the way she did. Though strong and well made, she was no great beauty, compared to the women he'd been introduced to at court. Yet, when they were together, she elbowed everything else out of his mind. "Matelon?" He looked up, and she was studying him with her amber eyes. Did she know that she had this effect on him? He prayed to all the gods she did not.

I really like things I don't understand: when I read a thing I don't understand I feel a sweet and abysmal vertigo.

When she was a little girl, her aunt, in order to frighten her, insisted that the vampire - the ones that sucks human blood by biting its victims in the flesh of the neck - casts no reflection in the mirror. She reckoned that it might not be such a bad thing being a vampire, for the blood would add a touch of punk to her sallow complexion. For she gave the impression of having no blood unless a day might come when she would have to spill it.

Bastou vê-lo para torná-lo imediatamente sua goiabada-com-queijo.

Y cuando pienso que no existe otro igual al mío en este mundo siento un susto alegre. Y nunca lo habrá. Nunca es lo imposible. [...] ¿Qué hay entre nunca y siempre que los une tan indirectamente e íntimamente?

Why publish what is worthless? Perhaps the worthy is also worthless. Besides, what is obviously worthless has always fascinated me. I have a real affection for things which are incomplete or badly finished, for things awkwardly try to take flight only to fall clumsily to the ground.

Stupidity is infinitely more fascinating that intelligence. Intelligence has its limits while stupidity has none.

Though neither of them had ever called their meeting a case of love at first sight, they'd both agreed it had certainly been a case of "pretty damned sure at first hour.

I think the driving thing was curiosity about the universe. That fascinated me. I didn't think anything about being famous or anything like that, I was just interested in the concepts involved.

You do something to me,Something that simply mystifies me.

She was constantly surprising him. Siri went over and held up Mr. A's hand. All the fingertips were purple: triplicate syndrome.

Was it true that Mr. Rask was omnipotently rich? Was he really still a bachelor? Why on earth? Did he ever go out? What were the tastes and pleasures of such a unique man?

The dazzled girl's eyelashes were fluttering so hard she could only have seen Nicky in stop-go animation.

This was it. Kiyomi realized it now. This was what her heart had reacted to. Her heart thrilled to mitochondria. But why?

He felt strangely moved by the thought that Toshiaki's wife had been beautiful down to her liver.

Every time you go to see Hamlet you don't expect it to have a happy ending...you're still enthralled. (Interview BBC Radio 4 Today 17 October 2012.)

Men jag, jag såg henne egentligen först nu. Nu först såg jag, att det stod en kvinna i mitt rum, en kvinna med hjärtat överfullt av lust och elände, en ung kvinnoblomma med doft av kärlek omkring sig och med blygselrodnad över att doften var så mäktig och stark. Jag kände att jag bleknade.