Quotes About Fascination

Infatuation isn't a subtle emotion

Sometimes, it is not the kings and queen who make for the most fascinating history but the shadowy souls who happen to be in the right place and the right time. While Marie certainly would not have considered herself lucky to have lived through such a devastating period, history is fortunate that she remained still for long enough to record the events that raged on around her.

O beautiful Janie with your straw-colored hair I would follow you anywhere One so beautiful I will never meet again And you're also much stronger than most other men Which is hot, by the way And I'm not intimidated by that at all

And another had a very unhealthy love of clown porn. But I've tried to block that out.

We're seldom drawn to a character we admire; only to a personality we like.

He casts a sheep's eye at the wench.

from the Latin verb amare, "to love," referred to a person who loved what he was doing. Similarly a "dilettante," from the Latin delectare, "to find delight in

without disinterested interest life is uninteresting.

If you are interested in something you will focus on it, and if you focus attention on anything, you will become interested in it.

She shook a slim finger before my face, and her eyes laughed as she said, "And remember to beware of women whose loins burn worse than fire!

She is cute as a button, pretty as a picture, eminently fuckable, totally unavailable.

Amazing, Heather thought, looking back at the email message. Who was this incredible, gifted person?

Women only love those that they don't know.

A strange thing, the human heart in general, and woman's heart in particular.

If I could get any animal it would be a dolphin. I want one so bad. Me and my mom went swimming with dolphins and I was like, 'How do we get one of those?' and she was like, 'You can't get a dolphin. What are you gonna do, like, put it in your pool?'

Noa loved to read. The best. He loved to read.

He was so popular you could barely look at him without being blinded by cool.

The boy, who himself was so compelling in the way boys can be. How he pushed his hair off his sweaty forehead, the mineral smell of him, his hand holding a pencil, holding a pencil, holding a pencil, his hand!

We know very well what there is under other people's tails, but we cannot live without sniffing.

When I was ten, I began to notice girls and had finally figured out that the bumps under sweaters weren't hidden grapefruit. Now they were something to be admired, at least at a distance.

Femeile frumoase au datoria de a ne scoate din min?i.

Our eyes were locked, I couldn't look away. I was a fly in his web and he was coming for me – I knew it. But I couldn't do anything to stop it. I didn't want to do anything to stop it.

I read with a kind of curious terror, learning that words can pin their readers to place, confer permanence on the ethereal, make the unimaginable true.

But the truth is, nothing delights me more than a biography of one of the truly great that proves he or she was an absolute shit.