Quotes About Kisses

Homer Wells cried because he'd never known how nice a father's kisses could be, and he cried because he doubted that Wilbur Larch would ever do it again-or would have done it, if he'd thought Homer was awake.

When shall we pass a day alone? I have had a thousand kisses, for which with my whole soul I thank love - but if you should deny me the thousand and first - 'twould put me to the proof how great a misery I could live through.

I have had a thousand kisses, for which with my whole soul I thank love—but if you should deny me the thousand and first—'t would put me to the proof how great a misery I could live through.

You are always new. The last of your kisses was ever the sweetest.

First dates are awkward; First kisses are heavenly; First love is irreplaceable; And first heartbreaks are unforgettable. Dear sweetheart, always please remain my first and the last love!

Dal … Dal …" Mindlessly, she whispered his name as his kisses deepened and became possessive and deliberate. But slow. Exploring. Teasing. Never quite enough. Kisses that drank desire from her mouth and left her frantic with wanting, wanting, wanting.

Ah, in those earliest days of love how naturally the kisses spring into life! So closely, in their profusion, do they crowd together that lovers would find it as hard to count the kisses exchanged in an hour as to count the flowers in a meadow in May.

For breezes remind me of kisses. And kisses can be eternal.

Since the start of their affair he was always running, hurrying, creating time where no time had been needed before; he had become an athlete of the clock, bending odd hours into an unprecedented and unsuspected second life. He had given up smoking; he wanted his kisses to taste clean.

Their silhouettes lingered in her mind. So did the sound of their kisses. She rose and went to the window and looked out over the busy playground. Children running, pulling, sliding, calling, spinning. If you traced all these children back to their beginnings, you came to kisses.

Friends are gifts wrapped in ribbons of thoughtfulness and trimmed with kisses and smiles, given by God to stay not just for a day, but for life. Thank God he gave a gift called you.

I had allowed myself to murmur a few impatient and hurtful words, which, I had sensed from the way her face contracted, had struck home, had wounded her; it was I whom they were lacerating, now that the consolation of a thousand kisses was forever impossible.

I was sensible also of their voices, more disquieting still, perhaps (for not only does a voice offer the same strange and sensuous surfaces as a face, it issues from that unknown, inaccessible region the mere thought of which sets the mind swimming with unattainable kisses), their voices each like the unique sound of a little instrument into which the player put all her artistry and which was found only in her possession.

never cease to kiss him. Every kiss provokes another. Ah, in those earliest days of love how naturally the kisses spring into life. How closely, in their abundance, are they pressed one against another; until lovers would find it as hard to count the kisses exchanged in an hour, as to count the flowers in a meadow in May.

Inside the mountain, inside the train, one boy kisses the other, and the other kisses him back, and there is nothing but history between them, and history is enough to make a future.

On the other hand, I can't stand these lads thickening up their accents and singing about shit kisses and cigs and chip shops, this affected realism – it's not that far removed from George Formby.

Idleness, like kisses, to be sweet must be stolen.

The kiss. There are all sorts of kisses, lad, from the sticky confection to the kiss of death. Of them all, the kiss of an actress is the most unnerving. How can we tell if she means it or if she's just practicing?

You are my Prince and I am your Princess. One day our hearts will join as one, live happily in God's grace. We will decorate our home with peace and harmony, sprinkle it with lots of sweet hug and kisses, color it with lots of romance and paassionate love.

If kisses were the water I would give you the sea, if hugs were the leaves I would give you a tree, but if love was time, I would give you eternity. Before I met you I never knew what it was like; to look at someone and smile for no reason.

We came by night to the Fortunate Isles, And lay like fish Under the net of our kisses.

If rain drops were kisses,I could send you showers. if hugs were seas I send you oceans. and if love was a person I send you me!!

O innocent victims of Cupid, Remember this terse little verse: To let a fool kiss you is stupid, To let a kiss fool you is worse.

The kisses of the gastric juice become hot and sensual and convulsive and ecstatic.