Quotes About Charm

She was all rose and honey.

Así aislada, a esa distancia, la visión adquiría un sutilísimo encanto que me hacía precipitar hacia mi solitaria gratificación.

She wanted to get to know them: Savage and his easy charm and gorgeous smile. Jehan, with his intriguing past and enigmatic personality.

Women love a self-confident bald man.

I gave a funny speech at my wife's birthday party, and I'm thinking, 'Hey, I've still got it.'

I love New York City for its energy. Pebble Beach, Carmel Beach and that all area, for its completely laid back energy. Paris for the charm, shopping and the glamour.

And yet, if she wasn't pretty, she didn't know it. She spoke and walked and moved her hands as if she were bewitchingly pretty. And for some reason, it was hard to take your eyes off her. I guess a novel would have said it was the play of her features. She was lively; she was animated; her lips curved with mischief, and her small eyes sparkled. I wonder if my features ever play. I bet they don

Gorgeous' you say in English and he likes that word tasting it like wine.

Apesto a dragón. - Es parte de tu encanto.

If I allow my gaze to travel higher-which I won't-I'll see the solid gold basketball charm on a chain that my mother gave him for his eighteenth birthday nestled in his coarse, whorled chest hair. My front teeth throb as the memory of the charm bangs against them.

Dude you say the best stuff. You're so getting lucky.

Henrietta Swanson: "She was voted young lady most likely to become charming." Sheriff Taylor: "Well, say now. Becoming charming - that is something to look forward to, ain't it.

Persuasion hung upon his lips.

I love women. I love all the bright and attractive people and things of this world, the flame and also the moth, the dancer and the dance.

he never really got over how she sparkled

Here is the charming evening, the criminal's friend;It comes like an accomplice, with stealthy tread.

Be charming, and shut up!

Strangeness is a necessary ingredient in beauty.

Charm sometimes has a habit of taking its leave of you. (p.256)

She's the ornament of her sex.

She was very pretty: exceedingly pretty. With a dimpled, surprised-looking, capital face; a ripe little mouth, that seemed made to be kissed — as no doubt it was; all kinds of good little dots about her chin, that melted into one another when she laughed; and the sunniest pair of eyes you ever saw in any little creature's head. Altogether she was what you would have called provoking, you know; but satisfactory, too. Oh, perfectly satisfactory.

To surround anything, however monstrous or ridiculous, with an air of mystery, is to invest it with a secret charm, and power of attraction which to the crowd is irresistible.

I never saw such curls—how could I, for there never were such curls!—as those she shook out to hide her blushes.

Superstitious, darling Little Dorrit? Is it a charm?' 'It is anything you like best, my own,' she answered, laughing with glistening eyes and standing on tiptoe to kiss him, 'if you will only humour me when the fire burns up.