Quotes About Fascination

Girls like her, my grandfather once warned me, girls like her turn into women with eyes like bullet holes and mouths made of knives. They are always restless. They are always hungry. They are bad news. They will drink you down like a shot of whisky. Falling in love with them is like falling down a flight of stairs. What no one told me, with all those warnings, is that even after you've fallen, even after you know how painful it is, you'd still get in line to do it again.

Cardan grins at me as though we've been great friends all our lives. I forgot how charming he can be--and how dangerous that is.

It's shocking," he says, as though he's giving me some great compliment. "I know humans can lie, but to watch you do it is incredible. Do it again.

She knew she shouldn't feel that way about a monster, but right then, she wanted nothing more than a monster of her very own.

Every child needs a tragedy to become truly interesting.

I try not to be too conscious of his long fingers tracing over the paper, of the sick thrill I get when he looks at me.

What do they do?" I ask. He laughs. "They are beautiful - isn't that enough?

She tastes like every dark thought I've ever had.

A mortal had woven it, a man who, having caught sight of the Seelie queen, had spent the remainder of his short life weaving depictions of her. He had died of starvation, raw, red fingers staining the final tapestry.

And Cardan is even more beautiful than the rest, with black hair as iridescent as a raven's wing and cheekbones sharp enough to cut a girl's heart. I hate him more than all the others. I hate him so much that sometimes when I look at him, I can hardly breathe.

Startled, he loosed his grasp and she pulled free. He clutched her arm, but she spun around and pressed her mouth to his. His lips were rough, chapped. She felt the sting of fangs against her bottom lip. He made a sharp sound in the back of his throat and closed his eyes. Mouth opening under hers. The smell of him- of cold, damp stone- made her head swim. One kiss slid into another and it was perfect, was exactly right, was real.

It's just that Hazel is so—people like Hazel. Boys like Hazel. She goes through this world as if nothing touches her, as if no one can reach her, as though she's focused on something bigger and better and more important that she's not going to tell you a single thing about. It drives people crazy. It charms them.

He had green eyes so clear and bright that they made you think of poisonous drinks or maybe mouthwash.

I feel a little pummelled by Oak's beauty. If I look at him too long, I want to take a bite out of him.

Parece que tengo un gusto singular por las mujeres que me amenazan.

Algunos entre nosotros no encuentran a los mortales hermosos. De hecho, algunos de ustedes podrían jurar que Jude es poco atractiva. Pero yo creo que es sólo que su belleza es... única. Enloquecedora. Alarmante. Angustiante.

He was ruinously beautiful in the way that knives and scalpels can be beautiful

That's really paranoid," I say admiringly. "I'm going with that.

I look at him again, at his soft mouth and his high cheekbones, at the cruel beauty of his face. page 142

The very thought of being there, of seeing Cardan, speeds my heart. Page 39

Ah, and now you laugh. It is my curse to adore cruel women.

Haven't you watched the feeds?" Winter asked her, more gently. "Vampires like anything and everything that keeps them from getting bored. Anything and everything."

They say that he can talk flowers into opening their petals at night, as though his face were that of the sun. He'll steal your heart.

Everyone wants magic. It's not just me.