Quotes About Seducing

Part of my job is to try and seduce people. It's what I get paid for, and if people get in the way of me doing my job I can be very difficult.

Then, too, he had a sort of prejudice against the way in which Florimel spent her time in seducing and murdering young men.

He was impugning my virtue. I ought to have been offended, but for some reason the idea tickled me. That could be my next career: instrument of torture! Seducing prisoners, and then revealing my dragon scales! They would confess out of sheer horror.

At that time, American radio was a cauldron if impassioned voices—live preachers, talk-show hosts, and salesmen. The radio was shouting at you, pleading with you, and seducing you.

BUT HOW, EXACTLY, did one go about seducing a husband one hardly knew?

The virgin was seducing the seductress!

Seducing a girl is no art, but it needs a stroke of good fortune to find one worth seducing.

I suppose that romantic love was invented as a brilliant means of seduction.

The starred and stately nights seemed haughty dames in jewelled velvets, nursing at home in lonely pride, the memory of their absent conquering Earls, the golden helmeted suns! For sleeping man, 'twas hard to choose between such winsome days and such seducing nights.

Yo odio a las mujeres. Te seducen, ¿verdad?, pero luego no te aguantan. Son falsas. Las odio a todas.

There's a charming assholeness to Bill, and it's how really has gotten through life," remembered Betty Thomas..."That was how I thought of him, as this charming, always seducing, assholey kind of guy. But asshole in the old fashioned sense of asshole. Like, a jerk willing to make a fool of himself -- willing to do anything to get the girl. And there's something admirable about that, and there's something that makes you want to punch somebody like that.

The flea, though he kill none, he does all the harm he can.

He had been so many things. Seductive as silver and deadly as a cobra. And vulnerable like a hurt child underneath it all.

It is no longer a question of killing, of devouring or seducing the Other, of facing him, of competing with him, of loving or hating the Other. It is first of all a matter of producing the Other. The Other is no longer an object of passion but an object of production. Maybe it is because the Other, in his radical otherness, or in his irreducible singularity, has become dangerous or unbearable.