Quotes About Attraction

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I mean to say, I know perfectly well that I've got, roughly speaking, half the amount of brain a normal bloke ought to possess. And when a girl comes along who has about twice the regular allowance, she too often makes a bee line for me with the love light in her eyes. I don't know how to account for it, but it is so. It may be Nature's provision for maintaining the balance of the species, sir.

She wore a short skirt and a tight sweater and her figure described a set of parabolas that could cause cardiac arrest in a yak.

You're so good looking I can barely keep my eyes on the meter.

See, I will always have this penchant for what I call kamikaze women. I call them kamikazes because they, you know they crash their plane, they're self-destructive. But they crash into you, and you die along with them.

Justo castigo Que Connie Chasen sintiese recíprocamente por mí la atracción fatal que yo sentí por ella la primera vez que la vi, eso es un milagro sin precedentes.

Justo castigo Espero que me llames alguna vez. -¿Llamarte? Me iría a casa contigo ahora mismo. -Vaya, estupendo -comentó con coquetería-.No creí que yo te hubiese impresionado tanto.

When it came to beautiful women, he had always seen himself as the plaintiff, a seller wandering ineptly through a buyer's market.

Y a mí me gusta un hombre y zas: se chinga todo.

And do you think, you fool, added Socrates, that kisses of love are not venomous, because you perceive not the poison? Know that a beautiful person is a more dangerous animal than scorpions, because these cannot wound unless they touch us; but beauty strikes at a distance: from what place soever we can but behold her, she darts her venom upon us, and overthrows our judgment.

But seriously, I believe I'm a sort of Ideal Woman, if you know what I mean. I'm the sort of woman who can take men away from their wives, but I could never keep anybody for long. And that's because I'm the type which every man imagines he wants, until he gets me; and then he finds he doesn't really, after all.

Who ever loved that loved not at first sight?

the event's star attraction made no sense at all, but Fisher was just getting warmed up. He claimed that one of his runners had been slipped a drugged Coke that caused him to "collapse and become deathly ill,

I once loved a girl who almost loved me, but not as much as she loved John Cusack.

It's not love or anything, but I think I like you, too.

They were like two pieces of a failed star, drawn together by a shared history and a memory of illicit kisses.

Han smiled, then, a bright, charming smile that lit up the room, more dangerous than any blade. All you ever needed was that smile, she thought. I'd have given in immediately.

Complicated. And yet—simple. They were like two pieces of a failed star, drawn together by a shared history and a memory of illicit kisses.

There was something savage and elemental and feral in him. The fact that he was a savant only added to the intrigue. I always go for the dangerous boys, Leesha thought.

And yet...somehow she knew that she'd seen him before. It was more the effect he had on her than anything about his appearance. It was like he gave off a scent that made her want to run headlong into trouble.

He couldn't say why Captain Gray got under his skin the way she did. Though strong and well made, she was no great beauty, compared to the women he'd been introduced to at court. Yet, when they were together, she elbowed everything else out of his mind. "Matelon?" He looked up, and she was studying him with her amber eyes. Did she know that she had this effect on him? He prayed to all the gods she did not.

She did notice, however, that he was in no hurry to get off her. He continued to sprawl across her on the table. Not that she was making any big point of shoving him off, of course. Reaching for a jocular tone, she commented dryly, "You're a hell of a kisser, English." But his voice came back, sexy and low, "You're not that bad yourself, island girl.

That cowboy had heartbreak written all over him and she'd be damned if she knew why every time he blew into town she ended up naked before he ended up gone. Reed always ended up gone.

Damn" Johnny muttered watching her go. "It might not be love, but it sure is fun.