Quotes About Captivation

something had begun to emanate from Lila's mobile body that the males sensed, an energy that dazed them, like the swelling sound of beauty arriving. The music had to stop before they returned to themselves

Every so often, a lightning flash would reveal us to each other, and the expression on his face - so rapt, so helpless, so utterly mine - was the most beautiful thing I ever expected to see in my life.

The big compliment came from the beer drinkers who didn't know me. They wouldn't drink or move when I sang. If they had their glasses in mid-air, the glasses wouldn't come down.

To me, a good film is one that can keep me engaged for two hours.

You've got to be this massive entity on stage, and just bring people in and make them have a good time.

What is this powerful have over my tub? Surely, I am transfixed by your firecracker charm and your suspended electrified wit.

I've always been interested in wolves, since I was a child. There was a wolf enclosure in a wildlife park very close to where I was brought up; they were the main attraction.

People forget themselves in my music. It's amazing.

To me, the writer's main job is to just make the story unscroll in such a way that the reader is snared - she's right there, seeing things happen and caring about them. And if you dedicate yourself to this job, the meanings more or less take care of themselves. That's the theory, anyway.

'Thou shalt not bore' is a commandment that should be at the centre of our ambitions.

A good book holds you down. It's an anchor that keeps you from getting up and having another gin and tonic.

because that was the effect love had on you. It snuck up on you, grabbed hold of you before you know it, and then there was nothing you could do. Once you were in it - in love - you would be swept away, regardless. Or so the books had it.

How could a person be caught that way, in an instant, by a glance, the lift of an eyebrow, the curve of an arm? But he was.

Once they respond to my beckoning I have them forever," she said as Swan rested her tiny head in the palm of Lynne's hand.

It's not because I've -what is the phrase? -'swept you off your feet' by my -er- ardor?

without a touch of hazel, starred with bristly black lashes and slightly tilted at the ends.

It was as if I had only just been able to see colours and shapes for the first time. I was so enthralled with the buttons on Lestat's black coat that I looked at nothing else for a long time.

I found her more alluring than any woman I'd known in mortal life.

Something happens to your senses when you look on Louis. Behold Louis...

Lestat was holding me by the shoulders. I could barely stand. In fact, if he had let me go I would have fallen. I couldn't take my eyes off the pink-throated lillies.

Oh, how is it such a fantasy could get its hook so deep?

His eyes were on me and I didn't have the slightest intention of looking away. Nevertheless, I looked him up and down because I couldn't help it, and becuase he was as breathtaking as he has always described himself to be. and I had to see him, truly see him, even if he was to be the last thing I ever saw.

His skin was a pale golden that offset his violet blue eyes wonderfully, and his hair was a true mane of yellow, tousled and curling just above his shoulders. His colored glasses almost the same violet tint as his eyes, were pushed up into his hair, and h was staring at me, golden eyebrows scowled slightly, waiting perhaps for me to regain my senses; I honestly didn't know.

No hay nada en este mundo que no posea cierta fascinación.