Quotes About Attraction

She was daily surprised by the things he knew and the things he did not know; both, at the time, added to his attraction.

He was entrancing, with that epicene beauty which in extreme youth sings aloud for love and withers at the first cold wind.

Why did you marry her? Physical attraction. Ambition. Everyone agrees she's the ideal wife for a painter. Loneliness, missing Sebastian. You loved him, didn't you? Oh yes. He was the frontrunner. Julia understood.

He looked at her the way all women want to be looked at by a man.

A woman should be able to kiss a man beautifully and romantically without any desire to be either his wife or his mistress.

She saw him the first day on board, and then her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him.

My God,' he gasped, 'you're fun to kiss.

Was it the infinite sadness of her eyes that drew him or the mirror of himself that he found in the gorgeous clarity of her mind?

How I feel is that if I wanted anything I'd take it. That's what I've always thought all my life. But it happens that I want you, and so I just haven't room for any other desires.

You've got an awfully kissable mouth.

He looked at her and for a moment she lived in the bright blue worlds of his eyes, eagerly and confidently.

When she saw him face to face their eyes met and brushed like birds' wings. After that everything was all right, everything was wonderful, she knew that he was beginning to fall in love with her.

Her heart sank into her shoes as she realized at last how much she wanted him. No matter what his past was, no matter what he had done. Which was not to say that she would ever let him know, but only that he moved her chemically more than anyone she had ever met, that all other men seemed pale beside him.

I don't like girls in the daytime,' he said shortly, and then thinking this a bit abrupt, he added: 'But I like you.' He cleared his throat. 'I like you first and second and third.

It happens that I want you, and so I just haven't room for any other desires.

I don't think he was ever happy unless someone was in love with him, responding to him like filings to a magnet, helping him to explain himself, promising him something. What it was I do not know. Perhaps they promised that there would always be women in the world who would spend their brightest, freshest, rarest hours to nurse and protect that superiority he cherished in his heart.

you once liked me, didn't you?, he asked. LIKED you- I LOVED you. Everybody loved you. You could've had anybody you wanted for the asking.

His dark eyes took me in, and I wondered what they would look like if he fell in love.

He saw her before he saw anything else in the room.

And now Rosalind enters. Rosalind is-- utterly Rosalind. She is one of those girls who need never make the slightest effort to have men fall in love with them. Two types of men seldom do: dull men are usually afraid of her cleverness and intellectual men are usually afraid of her beauty. All others are hers by natural prerogative.

She was beautiful-- but especially she was without mercy. He must own that strength that could send him away.

I think they're very attractive,' Abe agreed. 'I just don't think they're attractive, that's all.

Believe me, I may be a bit blasé, but I can still get any man I want.

He was in love with every pretty woman he saw now, their forms at a distance, their shadows on the walls.