Quotes About Captivation

When I look someone in the eye, they are immediately smitten with me.

The first page sells this book. The last page sells your next book.

I love going into a dive where they have no idea who I am or haven't heard my music and try to win them over.

Falling in love with a story is like falling in love with a person. It tends to occupy your life, your thoughts. You can't do anything else for a long time.

If you can capture a woman's imagination, then you will have her. But imagination is a strange creature. It needs time and distance to function properly.

I always watch you. You consume my every thought.

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

The fascinating is only a step away from the freakish.

Cuius testiculos habes, habeas cardia et cerebellum. When you have their full attention in your grip, their hearts and minds will follow.

Wir müssen verführerisch sein, sonst sind wir gar nichts.

Wir müssen verführerisch sein, sonst sind wir gar nichts. (S.103)

The art of acting consists in keeping people from coughing.

Music kind of kidnapped me for a while.

Only a fool conquers when he might instead seduce.

That sounds as if you're telling me you plan to keep me, lass." His eyes narrowed and he went very still.

He may not have yet seduced her into his bed, but he'd succeeded in seducing her into his life in countless other ways, each an invisible, silken knot, binding her to him as he lured her deeper into his world.

You would bound off faster than a hare if I were such a fool." He grasped her shoulders and pulled her close. "I would advise against running from me. I would catch you easily, and the chase would only arouse me." When she tried to shrug his hands off her shoulders, he said, "Is this the fashion in which you thank me for freeing you?" he teased. "You might grant me a boon for my efforts.

Outer beauty attracts, but inner beauty captivates.

He just stared at her, feeling his very soul swell with love as she padded toward him, barefooted. He loved her eyes; he loved her smile; he loved her pale, slender arms. He loved her dainty ankles, skimmed by the hem of her chemise. He loved her gliding walk and the way her long, thick hair swung around her waist as she hurried toward him. God, help him, he was her slave.

Huh. Redheads. What is it about redheads?

When we live for ourselves, we become boring. Most of us are simply not interesting enough on our own to captivate someone else for five or six decades.

A captivated heart, a bridled tongue, a limited curiosity, and a slow reentry after prayer are necessary disciplines of simplicity.

She [Sisi] knows how to keep him [Franz Joseph] interested in a thousand ways. And her peculiarity, her singularity may not always be easy for him to bear. But surely she has never bored him.

it's taking over me.