Mesmerizing Synonym Quotes & Sayings

That does not make me feel better."
He chuckled. "It doesn't?"
"No. I feel like the wallflower being patronised by the cool guy."
"You're not a wallflower."
"Says the cool guy. — Amy Andrews

I could fall for you, you know? (L) — Tsugumi Ohba

You have to fight for what you want in life. You can't live your life in the shadow of your brothers or sisters or parents; you have to live your life, and make it a good life, because you only have one. — Gaby Rodriguez

The part of the brain that isn't automatic is an imagining machine, feeling all possibilities of feelings: it keeps pushing its way into this marshy, pleasant terrain. You struggle against that push, and start to feel your stomach protest. It's not so much even a type of seriousness as it is a circumstance, into which you pass by slow degrees. I've never seen this sufficiently examined. It mutates into a less-unreal reality that still seems different, somehow, than being fully present. Self hate is rarely unconditional. — Darin Strauss

Be knowledgeable.
Be logical.
Be affable.
Be trustable. — Matshona Dhliwayo

Anthropology studies different cultures; mainly primitive, but it doesn't think its own culture is primitive, unfortunately. There is no field that you can study today that isn't trapped in the culture in some way. It's hard to escape your culture. — Jacque Fresco

A deal is like chasing a girl. You work on it until she says, 'Yes,' for a date. — Wayne Huizenga

Reverence, enthusiasm, and a sense of guardianship, these three are actually the panacea, the magical remedy, in the soul of the educator and teacher. — Rudolf Steiner

Every artistic form reflects the dynamism that is constantly building up the life of feeling. — Susanne Katherina Langer

It may be that even if half consciously, we choose our personalities to maintain a certain saving balance in the family's little universe. — Arthur Miller

Happiness. Simple as a glass of chocolate or tortuous as the heart. Bitter. Sweet. Alive. — Joanne Harris

And there are no words left, try as men may, to describe that little death, that incandescent instant when, transacted with mutual love, there is no difference between sweet submission and exquisite conquest. — Isolde Martyn

I want you to know ... that you can trust me.
John locked eyes with her and was instantly transported to a different plane of existence. Mighta been heaven again. Who the fuck knew or cared. All he knew was that there was only her and him together, the rest of the world drifting away into fog.
Was it possible to fall in love with someone twice, he wondered dimly. — J.R. Ward