Quotes About Attraction

He smelled of warm, sleepy male. She had forgotten what a weirdly potent scent that was.

If women try to get you to read something it's because they fancy you. They want to be in your head. Try to make you think of stuff.

Who wouldn't say yes to a handsome, square-jawed man, who looked at her as if she were made of spun silk? Everyone else had spent the past months looking at her as if she were contaminated.

Perhaps we all harbor a perverse need to get close to the things that might destroy us.

and I felt myself colour under the intensity of his gaze.

Will's eyes locked onto mine and despite everything,

Oh, my God,' I said. 'You're like the ultimate female fantasy.

in the way her long thin fingers fiddled with a sugar cube, in the way she held his eye when she spoke, in the way he wanted to reach across and tuck a stray wisp of hair back behind her ear.

Courting and Friendship Reciprocals Reciprocals are the signals people give each other to indicate an interest in companionship. When there is physical attraction, these signals include smiling, repeated glances (perhaps with an extra second or two of direct eye contact), and straightening or smoothing of clothes.

How strange to feel yourself falling in love with someone you've only just met.

All things come into being by conflict of opposites. —HERACLITUS,1 C. 500 BCE   Without Contraries is no progression. Attraction and Repulsion, Reason and Energy, Love and Hate, are necessary to Human existence. —WILLIAM BLAKE,2 C. 1790

Yu come face to face with love, and before the sun sets you've become someone you didn't used to be... It's the reason a wolf would chase a crow, even knowing he can't fly and she don't ever need to touch the ground.

From the way her buttocks looked under the black silk dress, I knew she'd be good in bed. The silk was tight and under it the muscles worked slow and easy. I saw weight there, and control, and, brother, those are things I like in a woman.

There was no satisfying explanation for why Andrew [Haswell Green] and Samuel [Tilden] found themselves falling into a friendship. It was simply a matter of attraction, and instinct, and need, as it always is. Those factors and a hundred tiny, meaningless conversations that gradually accumulated into layers of familiarity.

images of middle-aged men surrounded by young women. And images of middle-aged men posing atop motorcycles while surrounded by young women.

Because you're unique . You shine like a beacon, attracting the attention of all dark things." It chuckled. "Why do you think I'm chatting with you?

John Mandrake was an attractive young man, and the scent of power hung about him, sweet and intoxicating, like honeysuckle in the evening air.

His dark eyes sparkled as he looked into mine. In that instant it was as if nothing in the world fascinated him as much as me.

She was smart and funny and vulnerable and just so goddamned beautiful, the kind of beautiful that was worth being shot down over.

I look at her, wondering what it is about her that makes me want to simultaneously devote my life to her and get as far away from her as I can possibly get.

Never marry a beautiful woman. Worship them if you must, go to bed with them if you can—by all means, everyone should have carnal knowledge of physical perfection at least once in their life—but when it comes to marriage, it's a losing proposition. You will never stop feeling like a gatecrasher at your own party. Instead of feeling lucky, you will spend your life on edge, waiting for the other stiletto to fall and puncture your heart like a bullet.

It does sound too easy, doesn't it? But if a man keeps saying, "I want you," a naive girl is drawn in by the ego-trip of her own desirability. The man need not be particularly attractive in himself. It's the girl's vulnerability which traps her. A student from a co-ed school would laugh it off unless she was truly attracted

I don't really have a type of guy I like. It's just like nice guys, cute boys I mean, ones that are funny.

The universe is run exactly on the lines of a cafeteria. Unless you claim—mentally—what you want, you may sit and wait forever.