Quotes About Attraction

He possessed ugliness the way a few rare souls possess beauty, an ugliness that fascinated

Keep looking at me like that, and I'll change my mind. Forbidden fruit tastes sweetest. - Alysandir Mackinnon

People often just want to look at me or touch me - some even want to kiss me.

I had no technique for dealing with him: only an overpowering, unnerving, irrational, chemical desire to be with him.

If his wife doesn't want him, I certainly don't, was my way of putting it.

this must be part of some pathetic fallacy, whereby if you fall in love with one man, all men instantly become desirable, whether they actually are or not.

Kat hates men like that, men who are too attractive for their own good-and know it.

The girl, perhaps without even realizing it, and who knows for how long, had been assessing the power of her swaying body, her restless eyes, on my husband; and he looked at her as one looks from a gray area at a white wall struck by the sun.

She grumbled, she said sarcastically that men place such an enormous importance on fucking, she laughed: not Marcello - although even he doesn't joke - but Michele, who went crazy, he's been obsessed with me for a long time, and even runs after the shadow of my shadow.

something had begun to emanate from Lila's mobile body that the males sensed, an energy that dazed them, like the swelling sound of beauty arriving. The music had to stop before they returned to themselves

She deserved Nino, in other words, because she thought that to love him meant to try to have him, not to hope that he would want her.

Quanto a mim, várias vezes ao dia me acontece de gostar de alguém. Você não? Durante pouco tempo, depois passa.

Was it possible that I—short, too full-figured, wearing glasses, I diligent but not intelligent, I who pretended to be cultured, informed, when I wasn't—could have believed that he would like me even just for the length of a vacation?

She deserved him because she thought that to love him meant to try to have him, not to hope that he would want her.

Lila era de una belleza casi fea, de esas que encanta a los hombres, pero que también les da miedo.

A male, apart from the mad moments when you love him and he enters you, always remains outside. So afterward, when you no longer love him, it bothers you just to think that you once wanted him. He liked me, I liked him, the end.

Sebbene Nino non mi desse corda, il solo intravederlo mi teneva la testa per aria durante le lezioni. La sua presenza qualche aula più' in la', vero, vivo, colto più' dei professori e coraggioso e disobbediente, svuotava di senso i discorsi dei miei insegnanti, le righe dei libri, i progetti di matrimonio, la pompa di benzina lungo lo stradone

Beautiful people lived in a different world, had different relations with people. From the beginning they were raised for love.

Love wasn't a slumber party with your best friend. Love was dangerous, violent, with an element of something repulsive; attraction had a permeable border with repulsion. Love had heath in it, and madness. To try to escape those things was immature and anti-novelistic.

but even with Varenka, Koznyshev almost proposed to her when they were picking mushrooms. Koznyshev had therefore at least contemplated having sex with Varenka. There were no women in that book with whom nobody thought about having sex.

Why was that the thing you had to do when you saw a girl: to prosecute whether and in what way she was beautiful—as Lara, I realized, was? With guys, some of them were physically repellent or appealing, but a lot of them initially presented as neutral, and there wasn't that immediate, urgent-feeling cognitive puzzle to slot them in, as there was with literally every female person, including one's own self, in windows and storefronts.

Your mouth was made to suck my kiss.

Physiologically, the union of two opposites is a pleasurable affair. Why should the psyche be any different?

It was seductive, the machine. Enchanting. He couldn't help but be swayed and impressed.