Quotes About Attraction

We were absolutely destined to meet your hot sister

Hey girl, he said, wiggling his eyebrows. You must be the riptide, 'cause you sweep me off my feet. He'd be practicing that pickup line for years. He was glad he finally got yo use it.

He had a crush on a blueberry bush once.

I mean, she looked good. Really good. I probably would've been tongue-tied if I could've said anything except reet, reet, reet.

I had a hard time looking at Freya without staring. There really wasn't anything safe to focus on – her eyes, her lips, her belly button. I silently scolded myself, This is Blitzen's mom! This is my aunt! I decided to focus on her left eyebrow. There was nothing entrancing about a left eyebrow.

Helios thought he looked pretty hot, and he had an annoying habit of calling the sun his chick magnet.

Leo fell in love with every girl he saw-as long as she was completely out of his league.

Beautiful,' Jason exclaimed. 'Piper, you... you're a knockout.

Percy (talking about Annabeth):I found myself staring at her, which was stupid since I'd seen her a billion times. Still, she seemed so much more mature. It was kind of intimidating. I mean, sure, she'd always been cute, but she was starting to be seriously beautiful.

Despite the elder-hippie vibe, she was so attractive that I assumed we must be related.

At first opposites attract. Then opposites attack.

Teddy didn't really understand the attraction of the dark side for the young these days. Perhaps because they had never experienced it. They had been brought up without shadows and seemed determined to create their own.

As an exercise, can you recall the last time you saw someone whose gender was ambiguous? Was this person attractive to you? And if you knew they called themselves neither a man nor a woman, what would it make you if you're attracted to that person? And if you were to kiss? Make love? What would you be?

Evan stopped completely. He was staring at her with those intense eyes. Staring right into her. Just like he had in those couple of moments when she had thought for a split second, that he wanted to kiss her.

Okay, no reason to have a heart attack. He's just a guy.... the yummiest guy in Yum City.

Do you suppose a woman knows why she loves? Does she select?

Why," went on Edna, clasping her knees and looking up into Mademoiselle's twisted face, "do you suppose a woman knows why she loves? Does she select? Does she say to herself: 'Go to! Here is a distinguished statesman with presidential possibilities; I shall proceed to fall in love with him.' Or, 'I shall set my heart upon this musician, whose fame is on every tongue?' Or, 'This financier, who controls the world's money markets?

Why do you love him when you ought not to? Edna, with a motion or two, dragged herself on her knees before Mademoiselle Reisz, who took the glowing face between her two hands. Why? Because his hair is brown and grows away from his temples; because he opens and shuts his eyes, and his nose is a little out of drawing; because he has two lips and a square chin, and a little finger which he can't straighten from having played baseball too energetically in his youth.

I do think that, more often than not, love has a way of finding us.

because he stared at me with such a look as made him seem much better-looking even than he likely thought himself, and it is very bad to encourage young men into believing you find them handsome.

In some ways, mystery could make a person attractive.

You are stingy with our words, she accused, then laughed gayly as she swept around, tossing over her shoulder a roguish look that drew the length of him. But I am more generous, my lord. You are indeed a fine sight. -Aislinn

You are stingy with your words, she accused, then laughed gayly as she swept around, tossing over her shoulder a roguish look that drew the length of him. But I am more generous, my lord. You are indeed a fine sight. - Aislinn

Tell me you don't feel what I feel when I hold you. Tell me you don't tremble when I touch you, he whispered huskily, and then try to tell me you don't want me to make love to you.