Quotes About Attention

Every time she enters the room, we can all hear your heart beating." West felt his color heighten. "Bugger off.

I should think he'll be put in the papers for this," another exclaimed. "I hope so," West said, "if only because I know how he would loathe it.

Although Evie was far quieter than the rest of the family, everyone paid close attention whenever she spoke. For all her gentleness, she possessed a core of inner strength that had made her the center of the Challons' world. And she was so kind that Keir couldn't help but like her. When they'd first met, the duchess had stared at him for a moment of wonder, and then had smiled and embraced him with tear-glittered eyes, as if he were her own long-lost child instead of Kingston's.

It required a great deal of Cam's willpower—and he had a considerable supply—not to skewer Christopher Frost with a dining utensil. He wanted her attention. All of it.

There's a lot of haters out there. Instead of focusing on improving themselves they prefer to spend their time chatting shit about you. But it just goes to show you - you must be doing something right if you're getting all the time and attention!

We often fail to notice things that we are not expecting.

Anita approached their target. Deon Simpson couldn't keep his focus on his mistress as Anita got closer. Jocelyn watched his dark eyes drift from his date's face to Anita's curvy form. She hadn't worn stockings, and her brown skin was smooth and supple, glimpses of it flashing from the slit in her short skirt as she walked. Simpson's eyes flitted back to the mistress, then once more to Anita. When

There is so much good. So much grace. So much pouring into the river. A quiet water, this river of grace. Its work done in ways that do not seek attention. Yet it is there. Always there. A

don't want everything that's going on to be a…distraction for you two. I don't want you to

People were pointing and muttering to each other

You cannot pretend to read a book. Your eyes will give you away. So will your breathing. A person entranced by a book simply forgets to breathe. The house can catch alight and a reader deep in a book will not look up until the wallpaper is in flames.

If we trace the progress of our minds, and with attention observe how it repeats, adds together, and unites its simple ideas received from sensation or reflection, it will lead us farther than at first, perhaps, we should have imagined.

He that uses his words loosely and unsteadily will either not be minded or not understood.

Where danger shews it self, apprehension cannot, without stupidity, be wanting; where danger is, sense of danger should be; and so much fear as should keep us awake, and excite our attention, industry, and vigour; but not to disturb the calm use of our reason, nor hinder the execution of what that dictates.

I realised then, sitting silent and alone in the wilderness, that it wasn't just the traffic, noise and pollution of the cities and highways that I'd found wearing, it was also the sensation of being constantly on display, even if the attention I attracted was almost always well-meaning. Iran is a country of, and for, extroverts,

Some need a whip and others a pat on the back and others are better off when they are ignored.

Stupid women, and all are stupid, think the first winning of the man the final victory. Then they settle down and grow fat, and stale, and dead, and heartbroken. Alas, they are so stupid. But you, little infant-woman with your first victory, you must make your love-life an unending chain of victories. Each day you must win your man again. And when you have won the last victory, when you can find no more to win, then ends love. Finis is written, and your man wanders in strange gardens.

Sissy wasn't really beautiful, but men never noticed. With her deep green eyes, her shoulder-length auburn hair that swung when she moved, and the way she moved as if she enjoyed just being inside her body, men had always paid her lots of attention.

If some great catastrophe is not announced every morning, we feel a certain void. Nothing in the paper today, we sigh.

A weak mind is like a microscope, which magnifies trifling things, but cannot receive great ones.

Many a man would rather you heard his story than grant his request.

If you're sexy, everybody will love you. That's what I wanted -- for everybody to love me.

You couldn't help yourself," he said. "Actually, I couldn't," she said. "If I hadn't the opportunity—if you hadn't been so shockingly understanding—and tempting—" "I worked damned hard at that. The tempting part. I wasn't sure you were paying attention." "Apparently, I was doing little else but.

You know, John," I'd said the week before as he texted away, "I'm curious if you have any reaction to my feeling dismissed when you do this." He held up a finger—Hang on—but continued to text. When he finished, he looked up at me. "Sorry, what was I saying?" I loved that. Not "What were you saying" but "What was I saying.