Quotes About Kiss

I used to dream of medals and championships, but now I dream solely of a blue-eyed fighter who one day changed my life, when he put his lips on mine. . .

He leans over and kisses me. And suddenly, my life splits in two: before and after.

It was the kiss by which all the others of his life would be judged and found wanting.

They dance between their arclamps and our skull,Impose their shots, throwing the nights away.We watch the show of shadows kiss or kill,Flavoured of celluloid give love the lie.

(So,when kiss Spring comes we'll kiss each kiss other on kiss the kiss lips because tic clocks toc don't make a toctic difference to kisskiss you and to kiss me)

Then he kissed my eyelids. Kind of licked them. And if you've never had someone lick your eyelids, you should know that it's not exactly romantic and it's even a tiny bit gross, but it feels like the other person really likes you and accepts you somehow.

I love you, Cady. I mean it." I leaned in and kissed him.

Nuestro beso convierte el mundo en polvo

He kisses me back. His fingers twine in mine and I'm dizzy and he's holding me up and everything is clear and everything is grand, again. Our kiss turns the world to dust. There is only us and nothing else matters

George had turned at the sound of her arrival. For a moment he contemplated her, as one who had fallen out of heaven. He saw radiant joy on her face, he saw the flowers beat against her dress in blue waves. The bushes above them closed. He stepped quickly forward and kissed her.

I didn't say it wasn't," Liam said. "I just don't want it in the room." Pulling her into his arms, Liam gave her a very tender kiss. "Good thinking!" Annie finally said as Liam blew out the candles.

George had turned at the sound of her arrival. For a moment he contemplated her, as one who had fallen out of heaven. He saw radiant joy in her face, he saw the flowers beat against her dress in blue waves. The bushes above them closed. He stepped quickly forward and kissed her. Before she could speak, almost before she could feel, a voice called 'Lucy! Lucy! Lucy!' The silence of life had been broken by Miss Bartlett, who stood brown against the view.

But the poetry of that kiss, the wonder of it, the magic that there was in life for hours after it—who can describe that?

Preaching the truth without love is like giving someone a good kiss when you have bad breath.

Thus I pacified Psyche and kissed her,And tempted her out of her gloom.

Kiss me yet once again, the last, long kiss, Until I draw your soul within my lips And drink down all your love.

Along my body, waking while I sleep, Sharp to the kiss, cold to the hand as snow, The scar of this encounter like a sword

We are all mortal until the first kiss and the second glass of wine.

I climbed up the door and opened the stairs, Said my pajamas and put on my prayers, Then I turned off the bed and crawled into the light All because you kissed me goodnight!

Mademoiselle from Armenteers, Hasn't been kissed in forty years, Hinky dinky, parley-voo.

Happiness is like a kiss — it feels best when you give it to someone else.

I ran up the door, opened the stairs, said my pajamas and put on my prayers — turned off my bed, tumbled into my light, and all because he kissed me good-night!

It will be the kiss by which all others in your life will be judged... and found wanting.

You can kiss me if you like," she said. Alex let go of her and turned away. "Thanks, Fiona," he said. "But frankly I'd prefer to kiss the horse.