Best 286 quotes in «attractive quotes» category

Thrift is an attractive idea until you get down to specifics.

Ugly is attractive. Ugly is exciting.

Try your best to make goodness attractive. That's one of the toughest assignments you'll ever be given.

Usually I bring very attractive women with me to excite interest. I mean, it's a type of, like, strangers-with-candy situation.

Usually I trundle about in trainers and baggy jeans, looking about as attractive as a potato.

We are all living this dance and it is clearly fraught with making choices. Lots of my choices are bad and that's normal. None of us are attractive at all times. What is attractive to me is authenticity.

We are well advised to keep on nodding terms with the people we used to be, whether we find them attractive company or not.

What made women's labour particularly attractive to the capitalists was not only its lower price but also the greater submissiveness of women.

What will really make you attractive is not working on your weak points but embracing them.

To the frustrated, freedom from responsibility is more attractive than freedom from restraint.

Villains are often attractive.

Was she really beautiful? Was she at least what they call attractive? She was exasperation, she was torture.

We prefer to find mates who are roughly as attractive as we are, which means they are more likely to stay and not look for a better offer.

What is lawful is undesirable; what is unlawful is very attractive. [Lat., Quod licet est ingratum quod non licet acrius urit.]

When men see an attractive woman, they fantasize about sex. When women see an attractive man they fantasize about a relationship.

When you cry, you don't look very attractive; you look snotty and blotchy. People seem to manage to cry quite prettily these days, and to me, that smacks of not being very genuine.

When the woman is attractive, is it an interesting picture, or is it the woman? I had a lot of headaches with that, which was why it was interesting. I don't think I always got it straight.

Who says there can't be more than one very attractive woman on a show without it becoming CHARLIE'S ANGELS?

Why it is that a garment which is honestly attractive in, say, 1910 should be honestly ridiculous a few years later and honestly charming again a few years later still is one of those things which are not satisfactorily to be explained and are therefore jolly and exciting and an addition to the perennial interest of life.

Wild men are so enormously attractive.

With music, you can portray a certain thing, but in film, sometimes you have to let yourself go to a point where that can be attractive to a person, that you're willing to let yourself go that much. It works both ways.

Women are not attracted to men who are good looking - they are attracted to men who are attractive.

When you spend your days doing what fulfills you, you are attractive.

Women have a better sense of smell than men do, and it's even sharper in the middle of their menstrual cycle, when estrogen levels peak and women are more likely to be deciding whether a man's attractive.

Wouldn't this be a great world if insecurity and desperation made us more attractive?

When it comes to believing things without actual evidence, we all incline to what we find most attractive.

You become more attractive when you love yourself. You ATTRACT the right things when you have a sense of who you are.

You know, actors are fans, too. And talent is very attractive to me.

You know, I was not an attractive child - I never had a cute face.

You must be ready to give up even the most attractive ideas when experiment shows them to be wrong.

You put the picture of the ideal person in your head and then someone comes along and they don't fit that ideal at all. But somehow there is something about them that is so attractive. Everyone that I have fallen for has not fit that ideal at all.

I am an urchin, standing in the cold, elbowed aside by the glossy rich visitors in their fur coats and ostentatious jewellery, being fussed into the hotel by pompous-looking doormen. 'No problem. I'd better get home, actually Mr – Gustav. A drink is very tempting, but maybe not such a good idea after all.' I pat my pockets. 'And I'm skint.' 'Pavements not paved with gold yet, eh?' He moves on along the facade of the grand hotel to the corner, and waits. He's staring not back at me but down St James Street. I wage a little war with myself. He's a stranger, remember. The newspaper headlines, exaggerated by the time they reach the office of Jake's local rag: Country girl from the sticks raped and murdered in London by suave conman. Even Poppy would be wagging her metaphorical finger at me by now. Blaming herself for not being there, looking out for me. But we're out in public here. Lots of people around us. He's charming. He's incredibly attractive. He's got a lovely deep, well spoken voice. And he's an entrepreneur who must be bloody rich if he owns more than one house. What the hell else am I going to do with myself when everyone else is out having fun? One thing I won't tell him is that my pockets might be empty, but my bank account is full. 'One drink. Then I must get back.' He doesn't answer or protest, but with a courtly bow he crooks his elbow and escorts me down St James. We turn right and into the far more subtle splendour of Dukes Hotel. 'Dress code?' I ask nervously, wiping my feet obediently on the huge but welcoming doormat and drifting ahead of him into the smart interior where domed and glassed corridors lead here and there. The foyer smells of mulled wine and candles and entices you to succumb to its perfumed embrace.

I'd like to make a twosome with two handsome trees. Make that a threesome as I'd also include a bush in the package, to keep it low profile.

If u want to look attractive then start appreciating life.

I had a dream that I had brown hair…I woke up and ran to the mirror…Phew! I’m still a blonde.

I just run faster and hit the slowest of the lead boys. I wink and race by him. He smells like onions and he has big, wet circles in the pits of his shirt. He speeds up, but can only stay with me for a tenth of a mile before he drops back. Then it’s Nick. I cruise next to him. He’s some sort of running god, because he isn’t close to being winded. His stride is long, powerful, and quick. “Hi.” Why I said this, I do not know. He’s cute. Okay. I am a sucker for cute boys and he was nice to Issie. Plus, he has good hair and he isn’t as pale as most Maine males. He looks like he works in the sun, or at least has seen the sun once, maybe many weeks ago. Plus, life is all supposed to be about making love, not war. My dad listened to John Lennon; I know this stuff. “You’re fast,” he says, easy. No huffing. No puffing. No blowing the house down. “So are you.” We run together, keeping pace. The only one ahead of us is Ian, who is loping around the track as if it’s nothing. Nick shrugs at me while he runs, which is really something, because when I’m running full tilt it’s hard for me to speak, let alone break form to shrug. “You can go faster, can’t you?” I huff out. He just gives a little smile again and then his eyes shift into something cold, like gravestones with just the barest information about a life etched onto them. “Zara,” he whisper-says. I lean in closer to hear him. “What?” My voice is not a whisper. It matches the thudding beat of my heart, the bass of the music that blares out of the speakers. “Awesome job, new girl!” Devyn yells, clapping.

In appearance, the worldly life looks attractive, but once you enter into it, you can never become free.

It’s a dove, an attractive girl, a winning card in poker, take your pick. You’re my Pigeon.

It's not your imperfections that make you attractive, it's your honesty about them that does.

Normally, I am a little insecure about myself without a shirt on, as my days of being attractive are now behind me.

Nothing is more attractive than being your authentic self!

Often we agree to shady but attractive propositions and as a result we have sorrow

On Virtue – When people want to describe the hideousness of a person or object, they may use the phrase ‘ugly as sin’. But the phrase should be ‘ugly as virtue’. Sin isn’t ugly. It’s highly attractive! That’s why so many people flock to it.

You are extraordinarily attractive to women. And your greatest charm is that you do not realise it.

You're attractive because you don't know how attractive you are.

Your enthusiasm will be infectious, stimulating and attractive to others. They will love you for it They will go for you and with you

A colorful body with fabrics, tattoos and jewelry is attractive, but a colorful heart with love, truth and faith is beautiful.

A false potential can dress itself up as attractive ideas.

A good enemy can be better than the best of friend.

A good teacher is like a flower that spreads its fragrance and attracts others :-) -