Quotes About Allure

Sex appeal is not on purpose.

I am a terrible flirt!

A great deal of the calmness of her insolence had left her. She had expected to have the whole night in which luxuriously to torment the lump opposite her. To torment him and to allure him.

Therefore, behold, I will allure her, bring her into the wilderness, and speak kindly to her. Then I will give her her vineyards from there, and the valley of Achor as a door of hope. HOSEA 2 : 14 – 15 A

This mustache was obviously perfumed, one was almost tempted to draw near and sniff it.

He had the swarthy good looks and fierce eyes of a pirate or maybe a serial killer.

She leaned forward, and her boobs nearly fell out of that tight sweater. He could feel his eyes bulge and his hands itch with temptation.

She walks in beauty.

To his [ Plato's ] great disappointment, he found Anaxagoras adducing simple physical reasons, instead of the teleological reasons, which he had expected. Such a teacher could no longer allure him.

And one thought of the French word for hostess, entraineuse, which meant to pull, to magnetize, to lure in her wake.

They were absolutely lovely, and in their presence, so was she.

Baseness attracts everybody.

No one, indeed, will voluntarily and willingly devote himself to the service of God unless he has previously tasted his paternal love, and been thereby allured to love and reverence Him.

Some mysteries are simply irresistible," she said. "They have components that alter a life.

I've never really known what glamour is.

The more abstract the truth you wish to teach, the more must you allure the senses to it.

Beauty without grace is the hook without the bait.

There's nothing more powerful than a woman who knows how to contain her power and not let it leak, standing firmly within it in mystery and silence. A woman who talks too much sheds her allure.

A woman should be an illusion.

Women's strong qualities have become despised because of their weakness. The obvious remedy is to create a feminine character with all the strength of Superman plus all the allure of a good and beautiful woman.

'Tisn't beauty, so to speak, nor good talk necessarily. It's just It. Some women'll stay in a man's memory if they once walked down a street.

What way am I looking at him?" she asked. "Like he's marzipan, and you want a bite

She's beautiful. In the way she is.

Murderess, murderess, he whispers to himself. It has an allure, a scent almost. Hothouse gardenias. Lurid, but also furtive. He imagines himself breathing it as he draws Grace towards him, pressing his mouth against her. Murderess. He applies it to her throat like a brand.