Quotes About Captivation

Other lives just fascinated her.

Question marks are shaped like hooks for a reason: they will hook the reader and drag them deeper into the story

She was regarding her face in the mirror. She again had the allure that so captivated movie audiences. Gone were the ravages of last night's excess. Kevin had restored her face's artful mix of innocence and sex appeal. The sadness in her eyes was hers alone.

Sed fugit interea fugit irreparabile tempus, singula dum capti circumvectamur amore

Her eyes are pure stars, and her fingers, if they touch you, freeze you to the bone.

Damn it, Madam, you are loveliness incarnation.

photographs of girl-children; some gaudy moth or butterfly, still alive, safely pinned to the wall.

My Lolita had a way of raising her bent left knee at the ample and springy start of the service cycle when there would develop and hang in the sun for a second a vital web of balance between toed foot, pristine armpit, burnished arm and far back-flung racket, as she smiled up with gleaming teeth at the small globe suspended so high in the zenith of the powerful and graceful cosmos she had created for the express purpose of falling upon it with a clean resounding crack of her golden whip.

I saw her, and I knew I had to have her. On my canvas. In my bed. At my total mercy.

A good book is like an unreachable itch. You just can't leave it alone.

He was stunning,incredible,unlike anything she had ever seen before.Around her,the crowd noise dissipated to a dull hum,but she barely noticed.Her gaze was slowly traveling the length of him,taking in his predatory stance and powerful muscle and tanned skin.

Although this was his first visit to Brazil, Magellan was familiar with the brilliantly evocative descriptions

But I had their instant, magnetic liking for my enemy and before I knew where, or even who I was, I had become prisoner of the effect I had on them. [...] I was shackled not so much to my good looks, as to what people, after seeing me, first imagined and then through their imaginations compelled me to be.

drawn by the spectacle of sudden death

When she spoke, Tom held his breath, so eagerly he listened; when she sang, he sat like one entranced. She touched his organ, and from that bright epoch even it, the old companion of his happiest hours, incapable as he had thought of elevation, began a new and deified existence.

Meditar en las cosas buenas de la vida significa que su mente está dominada, impregnada, totalmente cautivada y completamente ocupada por buenas ideas, conceptos y perspectivas. ¿Qué significa esto para nosotros de forma práctica? Cuando decidimos pensar en cosas que nos inspiran, nos animan, nos enseñan y nos edifican emocionalmente, descubrimos que queremos seguir la voluntad de Dios, y anhelaremos permanecer fieles a Él.

If I could but entice you with sentences and tongue tie you with words.

Keeping the important 18-minute wall in mind, we now have to consider the fast start 8-second rule. The 8-second rule recognizes a law of human nature that suggests that most people decide within eight seconds whether a particular speaker is worth listening to in the first place. In other words, don't piddle away your moment of greatest impact on opening amenities. Opening amenities are opening inanities. So begin with a bang. Avoid anemic cliché starts

Varina could weave a spiderweb and sprinkle it with gold dust and lure you inside and wrap it around both your eyes and your heart, all the while making you enjoy your own entrapment.

She laughed, and as she did, Potts felt as if he were watching a dark, silent mountain suddenly blink to life, illuminated by a hundred lights from a small, quaint village that had lived on the mountainside for a hundred years, the village appearing out of nowhere, all the lights aglow at once. Every feature of her face glowed. He found himself wanting to tell her every sorrow he ever knew

When I write I pretend I'm telling a story to someone in the room and I don't want them to get up until I'm finished.

The pages turn themselves...

I'm always pretending that I'm sitting across from somebody. I'm telling them a story and I don't want them to get up until it's finished

Pages turn themselves