Quotes About Kiss

Yeah. I know. How stupid is it to French kiss a vampire and not expect sharp teeth?

it's a smile, it's a kiss, it's a sip of wine ... it's summertime!

But family is only a safe zone until you kiss another woman, question the faith or go to the movies with a white boy.

How my memory treasures every sweet stray moment of our past — handclasp, kiss and heart-beat, the passion of those dear unfathomable eyes, the rustle of garments, the gliding steps and lingering farewells!

Romances paint at full length people's wooings, But only give a bust of marriages: For no one cares for matrimonial cooings. There's nothing wrong in a connubial kiss. Think you, if Laura had been Petrarch's wife, He would have written sonnets all his life?

Amada, en esta noche tú te has crucificado sobre los dos maderos curvados de mi beso; y tu pena me ha dicho que Jesús ha llorado, y que hay un viernesanto más dulce que ese beso.

I'd kiss a frog even if there was no promise of a Prince Charming popping out of it. I love frogs.

I kissed him back, kissed him as I had dreamed of being kissed, but had never quite believed I might be.

We kiss again. This next kiss is the kind that breaks open the sky. It steals my breath and gives it back. It shows me that every other kiss I've had in my life has been wrong.

And our lips. There isn't enough skin, enough spit, enough time, for the lost years that our lips are trying to make up for as they find each other. We kiss. The electric current switches to high. The lights throughout all of Brooklyn must be surging.

he kissed me hard. "Promise me. Promise me you'll spend New Year's with me next year," he whispered into my ear.

I recognized that the kiss was a door I had walked through.

Willem holds my wrist for a long moment, looking at that birthmark. Then he lifts it to his mouth. And though his lips are soft and his kiss is gentle, it feels like a knife jamming into the electrical socket. It feels like the moment when I go live

Green trees against the sky in the spring rain while the sky set off the spring trees in the obscuration. Red flowers dot the land in the breeze's chase while the land colored up in red after the kiss.

Nos besamos otra vez. Ese beso siguiente es del tipo que rompe el cielo. Te roba el aliento y te lo devuelve. Eso me demuestra que cada otro beso que había tenido en mi vida, había sido un error.

Nuestros labios… No había suficiente piel, suficiente saliva, suficiente tiempo, nuestros labios estaban tratando de compensar todos estos años perdidos. Nos besamos. Se encendieron los interruptores de alta tensión.

And I kissed him back so hard, like I was trying to merge our bodies through our lips.

There was no point getting all worked up about a kiss. One kiss does not a relationship make. I'd kissed boys before, and usually by the next day the kiss had evaporated like a dewdrop in the sun.

Un beso de todo París.

No valía la pena armar revuelo por un solo beso. Un beso no hace una relación.

There isn't enough skin, enough spit, enough time, for the lost years that our lips are trying to make up for as they find each other. We kiss.

The first time she had kissed him. The second time he had kissed her. The third time, they kissed each other.

And okay, fine. If you have to kiss her, you have to kiss her. And believe me, I do not envy you. That's taking one for the team a little far. I mean, I think I'd rather endure the stabbing myself instead of having to kiss her.

I think your kiss got me pregnant," he said. "You had better stay until we know for sure.