Mysterious Aura Quotes

She seems so cool, so focused, so quiet, yet her eyes remain fixed upon the horizon. You think you know all there is to know about her immediately upon meeting her, but everything you think you know is wrong. Passion flows through her like a river of blood. She only looked away for a moment, and the mask slipped, and you fell. All your tomorrows start here.

I had the feeling Edward wasn't the kind of person anyone got used to.

I like darker, mysterious scents and things that reflect my personality.

Mystery is like a kind of atmosphere which bathes the greatest works of the masters.

In those days, Christmas still retained a certain aura of magic and mystery. The powdery light of winter, the hopeful expressions of people who lived among shadows and silence, lent that setting a slight air of promise in which at least children and those who had learned the art of forgetting could still believe.

I like the dark, mysterious, maybe even gothic type girls. They have to have a good personality too! I'm very picky!

And then there's also this element of - some people would describe it as spirits or a presence that appears when things are very difficult, physically and emotionally. You know, when you're really putting out. So the third man aura is sort of an appearance. It's the yeti.

Mystery hovers over all things here below.

Brian Jones had this really ethereal atmosphere around him.

She's a devil in disguise, I can tell by looking in her eyes, little Miss Strange.

Margo always loved mysteries. And in everything that came afterward, I could never stop thinking that maybe she loved mysteries so much that she became one.

Jackson [Rathbone], who plays Jasper Cullen. He’s such a mysterious kid. I’ve been friends with him for a long time, and I still don’t get him, and I don’t think he gets himself! He’s really friendly, but there’s this mystery about him and he’s talented in so many ways. It’s too much talent for one person. He reminds me of a vampire.

This is the violet hour, the hour of hush and wonder, when the affectations glow and valor is reborn, when the shadows deepen along the edge of the forest and we believe that, if we watch carefully, at any moment we may see the unicorn.

From his soft fur, golden and brown, Goes out so sweet a scent, one night I might have been embalmed in it By giving him one little pet. He is my household's guardian soul; He judges, he presides, inspires All matters in his royal realm; Might he be fairy? or a god? When my eyes, to this cat I love Drawn as by a magnet's force, Turn tamely back upon that appeal, And when I look within myself, I notice with astonishment The fire of his opal eyes, Clear beacons glowing, living jewels, Taking my measure, steadily.

The pyramids are one of those things that live up to the hype. They're elemental in ways that are hard to describe.

She wasn't doing a thing that I could see, except standing there leaning on the balcony railing, holding the universe together.

People say I look like a vampire. I don't know whether to take that as a compliment or not.

In music the mystical element is definitely there all the time, and one can see it.

she was so much a personality and so little anything else that even staring straight at her he had no idea what she really looked like.

I've always liked wearing black. Hats with veils would suit me just fine.

She didn't have words for what Levi was. He was a cave painting. He was The Red Ballon. She lifted her heels and pulled him forward until his face was so close, she could look at only one of his eyes at a time. "You're magic," she said.

She had a passion for secrecy, but she herself was merely a Sphinx without a secret.

People felt themselves watching him even before they knew that there was anything different about him. His eyes made a person think that he heard things that no one else had ever heard, that he knew things no one had ever guessed before. He did not seem quite human.

He Is looking at me through the smoke, across the fence. He never takes his eyes off me. His hair Is a crown of leaves, of thorns, of flames. His eyes are blazing with light, more light than all the lights in every city in the whole world, more light than we could ever invent If we had ten thousand billion years.

I want people to think that I'm a magical, weird-looking freak of nature, but they really see me as a sexy Amazon jungle cat. That makes sense - I'm a little bit of both, but I definitely lean toward the narwhal side of the equation.