Quotes About Fascination

Girls bored me, they still do. I love Mickey Mouse more than any woman I've ever known.

She loved right from the first sight

Love at first sight is only realizing an imagination that has always haunted us; or meeting with a face, a figure, or cast of expression in perfection that we have seen and admired in a less degree or in less favorable circumstances a hundred times before.

Normal love isn't interesting. I assure you that it's incredibly boring.

Love is the strange bewilderment that overtakes one person on account of another person.

To know her was to love her

Sometimes I wish that I was the weather, you'd bring me up in conversation forever. And when it rained, I'd be the talk of the day.

We don't always get to choose what we love.

She had me in a trance, at the simple word of hello. Even though I'd never told her, she'd always known.

My first glance fell on your heart.

He closed his eyes so he couldn't see her. But, like a man who had stared at the sun too long, she was burned into his brain.

And no amount of trousers and sweat-soaked shirts could change the fact that she was about the prettiest thing he'd ever seen.

Eyes don't breath. I know that much. But hers look breathless.

There is something about her eyes. Eyes don't breathe. I know that much. But hers look breathless.

She fascinated me, her contradictions, her secrets, and the girl that sometimes surfaced from beneath her tough soldier exterior, like when she spotted the wish stalks on the bank. The girl who forgot who I was and pressed a wish stalk to my ankle. In another world, another circumstance, I think we might have been friends. Or more.

We are easily seduced. It's magic lures us, and we are it's willing victims.

I hated that I found him—appealing. Not just his appearance, but the confidence of his strides, the calculations in his gaze, his cockiness, his damned voice. I hated the ridiculous flip-flop my stomach did just now when I caught him looking at me.

I watched her saunter over. It was something about her steps. Her arms crossed in front of her. Her timing. The deliberate casualness of it all. The muscles in my neck tightened. I didn't have a good feeling about it. Then she smiled, and I knew. Don't do this, Lia. But I really wasn't sure just what she was doing. I only knew no good would come of it. I knew the language of Lia. I

Eyes don't breath. I know that much. But her eyes look breathless

Watch and you will find the magic.

I have no fingers, but can pick you apart, I'm not a healer, but can mend a heart, I amuse and hush, decieve and astound, And there's no sword forged that can cut me down. With rosy enticement and pouty appeal, I can twist and shape and pour forth zeal, I am made of snare, touch and gold. And you, kind sir, add a touch of bold. - (A riddle by Kazi)

There were many beautiful vipers in those days and she was one of them. ("Eveline's Visitant")

For you see Miss Lucy Graham was blessed with that magic power of fascination by which a woman can charm with a word or intoxicate with a smile

It's nothing serious," he said. "It's just an obsession.