Quotes About Fascination

Her beauty goes to my head.

I am so thirsty for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I can not transform into something marvelous, I let go.

And one thought of the French word for hostess, entraineuse, which meant to pull, to magnetize, to lure in her wake.

Su belleza me embargó. Mientras permanecía sentada frente a ella, me di cuenta de que sería capaz de hacer cualquier locura por aquella mujer, lo que me pidiera. Henry se desvaneció. Ella era el color, la brillantez, lo extraño.

Cabello rubio, tez pálida, demoníacas cejas angulares, una sonrisa cruel con un hoyuelo cautivador. Pérfida, infinitamente deseable, me atraía hacia ella como hacia la muerte.

And I lie, Anaïs, when I tell you that I do not want to worship you.

You are really strong. I like even your deceit, your treachery. It seems aristocratic to me.

I find these nobodies so much more interesting than the celebrated people. Why is that?

I want to make my own discoveries…….penetrate the evil which attracts me

Je n'aime pas les hommes; j'aime ce qui les dévore.

Am tr?it într-o uluire p?tima??.

Finalmenti 'ncontrava a 'na fìmmina che, oltri che ad aviri 'n sommo grado tutti l'attributi fimminini, possidiva macari un gran paro di cabasisi.››

What children do love is ghost stories.

He'd found the virgin, the sacrificial lamb, and in a way he was obsessed with me.

The disk, of Swiss manufacture, unfolded into a tent whose vast interior defied belief; Less was fascinated by its pockets, air vents, rain flies; its stitching, netting, and circular Guggenheim ceiling. But, like the Swiss, it was neutral; it did not love him back

The mystery was gone but the amazement was just starting.

I believe in low lights and trick mirrors.

The world fascinates me.

Whenever I'm interested in something, I know the timing's off, because I'm always interested in the right thing at the wrong time. I should just be getting interested after I'm not interested any more.

And the fascination I experienced was probably very close to a certain kind of love.

She wanted him to notice her so much.

It wasn't just that Lucy wanted to help him. She wasn't as selfless as that. She was madly attracted to him. She was attracted to all of the normal things and the weird things, too, like the back of his neck and his thumbs on the edge of his desk and the way his hair stuck out on one side like a little wing over his ear. She caught his smell once, and it made her dizzy. She couldn't fall asleep that night.

I did love her. I've loved her from the first time I saw her.

What an interesting place, Richard