Quotes About Spellbound

Thaumatomane: a person possessed of a passion for magic and wonders, Dictionary of the English Language by Samuel Johnson.

I understood the word 'swoon'. It felt that way, like 'sweep' and 'moon' and 'woo', all those words smashed together in one word that stood for that feeling, right then.

It was something in the way she moved. Something in the way she breathed. Something in the way she merely 'was' . And he didn't think he was ever going to get over it.

She held him spellbound," he went on, then let out a ragged breath. "So he went to his death."[

And now I understand that truth casts a spell of its own, one I'm not sure of how to hold on to, though I'm desperate to try.

There was a dangerous purr to his voice that sent a shiver through me. I could feel the warmth of his big, hard body and smell the richly masculine scent of his skin. I was falling under his spell, deeper with every minute that passed.

Twarze te i te wszystkie oczy zwróciÅ'y siÄ™ teraz w mojÄ… stronÄ™, a ja, przyciÄ…gniÄ™ta ich wzrokiem jak magicznÄ… niciÄ…, weszÅ'am do Å›rodka.

In terms of a character, I would love to play a fairy. I think that would be really fun.

One look at the tall, gorgeous, green-eyed brooder.. and I'd been hooked.

It doesn't stop being magic just because you know how it works.

And that's what I don't like about magic, Captain. 'cos it's *magic*. You can't ask questions, it's magic. It doesn't explain anything, it's magic. You don't know where it comes from, it's magic! That's what I don't like about magic, it does everything by magic!

They had a table near the rail round the huge floor. Bond was spellbound. He found many of the girls very beautiful. The music hammered its way into his pulse until he almost forgot what he was there for.

There is an atmosphere in Sacramante like nowhere else on Earth. Now I understand some of what inspires it but then, as a girl, I was intoxicated and spellbound by its hectic gaeity, its intimation of secrets.

Little Moor is enchanted by heat, a heat that pervades everything, even flesh!

Even the moon cannot escape your intoxicating charms...

Page and page I let the spell of the story and its world take me over, until the breath of dawn touched my window and my tired eyes slid over the last page. I lay in the bluish half-light with the book on my chest and listened to the murmur of the sleeping city. My eyes began to close, but I resisted. I did not want to lose the story's spell or bid farewell to its characters yet.

Page after page I let the spell of the story and its world take me over, until the breath of dawn touched my window and my tired eyes slid over the last page. I lay in the bluish half-light with the book on my chest and listened to the murmur of the sleeping city. My eyes began to close, but I resisted. I did not want to lose the story's spell or bid farewell to its characters yet.

Yo había quedado reducido a pasmarote, a merced de aquella criatura cuyas palabras y cuyos encantos no tenía yo modo, ni ganas, de resistir.

The world seemed spellbound in icy purity, its earthly blemishes veiled; it lay fixed in a deathlike, enchanted trance.

A certain kind of Eden holds us thrall.

The Mole was bewitched, entranced, fascinated. By the side of the river he trotted as one trots, when very small, by the side of a man who holds one spellbound by exciting stories; and when tired at last, he sat on the bank, while the river still chattered on to him, a babbling procession of the best stories in the world, sent from the heart of the earth to be told at last to the insatiable sea.

Raven stared up at his face, drinking in the strong lines and the way he looked at her with something close to adoration. She smiled at him. "I think you've managed to put some kind of spell on me." "If I did," he whispered, "it backfired, and I managed to ensnare myself as well.

He stared down into her eyes, holding her there like he could, just with his gaze, mesmerizing her. Keeping her captive, under his spell. A slow smile transformed the hard edges of his handsome face. He was so beautiful to her. A gorgeous man and she was falling more and more in love with him.

You must be a wizard." She took an unsteady breath. "Because you can turn a rational, intelligent woman into a lusty wench who would do anything—anything—to have you between her thighs." "Good