Quotes About Captivation

You are like a narcotic plant..." #TimothySvetlov. #ItalianPassion

Even the moon cannot escape your intoxicating charms...

Black hair spilling, blue eyes piercing. Enchanted by the lies that he was singing.

I want her face to feel at home on an ancient coin, he said. I want her eyes to harm me.

Then he commandeered the floor, shooting back and forth like some hot Latin lover. When he finished, everyone applauded. He could have stayed in that moment forever.

Az embert semmi nem jellemzi olyan jól, mint az a könyv, amely legelÅ'ször rabul ejti a lelkét.

Esta ciudad es bruja, sabe Usted, Daniel? Se le mete a uno en la piel y le roba el alma sin que uno se dé ni cuenta.

Esta ciudad es bruja, se le mete a uno en la piel y le roba el alma sin que uno se dé ni cuenta

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.

AFTERNOON OF MIST AND DRIZZLE, CLARA BARCELÓ STOLE my heart, my breath, and my sleep. In

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

A veritable weapon of mass distraction!

I sort of fall in love with them when I'm photographing them - men and women.

There were people that grabbed you just by talking, and that's what I loved about professional wrestling when I started out. That's why I'm already so good. That's why people literally hang on the edge of their seats when I have a mic because they want to know what I'm going to say.

Their idle glances walked on him with many tiny feet.

Cyprian was captivated by eyes, but only by those that looked away, with either indifference or active distaste. It was not enough for her to return his gaze. She must then direct her own to other matters. It sent him into a swoon. It got him through that day and part of the next sometimes.

I can't leave you alone." He touched his lips to the smoothly rising slope of her shoulder. "The thought of you stumbles the beat of my heart and arouses such a hunger in me that I must seek you out or groan beneath the torture of it. You have chained me to you, Erienne. The beast is your slave." -Lord Saxton

She had never seen anyone like him before in her life. The clothes he wore, the sound of his voice, the expression in his eys, all made her feel that she had had z moomentary glimpse into another world - and she longed passionately to see it again, if only for a brief while.

I nod. I don't speak. His eyes rob me of words, they seem to draw the air from my mouth so that I can barely breathe.

A certain kind of Eden holds us thrall.

shivers that settled in his belly and stayed there like moths in a jar.

She was staring out a window and he was taken, as he had been in the bookstore, by her length and line.

To nije ništa opasno, zar ne zlato moje. Ispunjena nježnoš?u privila je dijete na grudi..barem ste vi malo dražesno ?udo.

He looked up to make sure everyone was paying attention. They were, although only Tristan Glode and K. W. Wilson seemed rapt. The rest looked pliable.