Quotes About Magnetism

Robin felt a wave of liking simply for the way he looked.

Beyond the size of his stake, Rockefeller also possessed an unlikely charisma

Don't underestimate the attraction of your ass, Roscoe, whatever you do.

Everything is just electricity and magnetism; everything is only an illusion. The reality is in the spiritual plane.

Sadness of any sort is also seductive, particularly if it seems deep-rooted, even spiritual, rather than needy or pathetic—it makes people come to you.

The more you recognize the immense good within you, the more you magnetize immense good around you.

Vyrai dešimt kart? patrauklesni, kai tiktai klausosi.

He was seduction in motion

If personality is an unbroken series of successful gestures, then there was something gorgeous about him

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 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.

Money can't buy everything, but the personal magnetism that enables a man to make lots of money can, indeed, obtain most things.

I guess there's something about you don't know why you're attracted to a character, but you're attracted to them enough to want to - it's like when a song comes on, and you feel like dancing. You don't know why; you just want to dance. It's hard to analyze that feeling, and if you do, you get far away from it.

You know when you just get around someone and they just vibrate at a really good level? You can't put your finger on it but you meet these people in your life, they walk into the room as a stranger and you just go, 'Whoa. They've got it.'

Marchand dreams that in one magical and endless night the rejected manuscripts make love every way possible with his abandoned manuscript: they sodomize it, rape it orally and genitally, come in its hair, on its body, in its ears, in its armpits, etc., but when morning comes, his manuscript hasn't been fertilized. It's sterile. In that sterility, Marchand believes, lies its uniqueness, its magnetism.

He could talk to a buzzard and make it coo.

He was neither rich nor great, young nor handsome, - in no respect what is called fascinating, imposing or brilliant; and yet he was as attractive as a genial fire, and people seemed to gather about him as naturally as about a warm hearth.

I have never met anyone so attractive.

You must execute with consistency. Do that, and you become magnetic.

Uh, she said maybe your eyes matched the Fog like a synchronous magnetic field?" "I don't even know what language that is.

My grandmother used to tell us a story of a mountain of loadstone. When any vessels came near it, they were instantly deprived of their ironwork: the nails flew to the mountain, and the unhappy crew perished amidst the disjointed planks.

What chance gathers she easily scatters. A great person attracts great people and knows how to hold them together.

Every thought we think and every word we speak is an affirmation of what we believe about life and it's the same with magnetism.

There are some people who walk into a room and they oxygenate it, by their very being there's fresh air. Then there are those who come in with the smell of death and they suck the life out.