Quotes About Fascination

You could have arrived atop a wildcat and no one would have said a word. They will adore you.

She was a woman, a traitor, and a killer. Males and females wanted her. But I was the only one who ever could have loved her.

It's odd how fast a beautiful woman can turn a guy's mind into lint storage. Just by being a beautiful woman.

There's always a 'she'. Isn't there?

When she found his eyes, hers were fuller and sharper, lit with something that had entered the world centuries before civilized things. "I get off at midnight," she said.

People just want you to see them as they hope to be seen. And everyone wants to be seen as interesting.

She had that light about her that turned people around her into moths.

Without even realizing it, Camille had fallen under the spell of the siren's call: the sound that contains the scent of berries, chocolate, and mint, that tastes of salt and oil and blood, that sounds like a heart's murmur, the passage of clouds, the call to prayers, the beloved's name, and a distant ringing in the ears.

What is it about ye, Sassenach, I wonder?" he said conversationally, eyes still fixed on Myers. "What is what about me?" He turned then, and gave me a narrow eye. "What it is that makes every man ye meet want to take off his breeks within five minutes of meetin' ye." "Well, if you don't know, my dear," I said, "no one does.

What is it about ye, Sassenach, I wonder?" he said conversationally, eyes still fixed on Myers. What is what about me?" He turned then, and gave me a narrow eye. What it is that makes every man ye meet want to take off his breeks within five minutes of meetin' ye.

People plan their reading? Takes all kinds… Books just find me. They converge upon me like flocks of benevolent vultures. They follow me home, wagging their tails. I'm pretty sure they breed in the dark, too, like mushrooms. When I finish a book, I pick up whatever looks most appealing from the tottering piles at hand.

I hadn't spent so much time in bemused contemplation of a penis since I was sixteen or so, and here I was, preoccupied with three of the things.

I hadn't spent so much time in bemused contemplation of a penis since I was sixteen or so, and here I was, preoccupied with three of the things.

She saw it, and an extraordinary change came over her. She seemed scarcely to move, and yet all at once, her whole person was focused on Myers. No white showed around her eyes; they were black and fathomless, shining in the firelight. She was still short and heavy, but with only the slightest change of posture, depth of bosom and width of hip were emphasized, suddenly curved in a promise of lewd abundance. Myers swallowed, audibly.

When we met, that night aboard the Porpoise—I'm glad you didn't know who I was. I Ã¢â'¬Â¦ liked you. Then.

She had dark hair, very wavy, bound back from her brow with a rose-colored ribbon but falling loose down her back, nearly to her waist. He had actually raised a hand to stroke it before catching hold of himself. Then she turned around. Pale skin, big dark eyes, and an oddly knowing look in those eyes when she met his own—which she did, very directly, when he set the third chair down before her. Annalise

But I've always attracted attention, it's true, ever since I was very young.

Go with what you're attracted to.

It's not difficult to be attracted to Rupert Penry-Jones.

Sometimes, people are attracted to each other without knowing what or why or when it happens.

Hef has always been attracted to younger women. He loves to see the world through the eyes of someone seeing it for the first time.

I've always been so attracted to magic.

Having attractive women is very appealing to most men.

I don't have an issue finding guys attractive.