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Quotes About Flirtation

I'm Mr. Romance.
~ Cam'ron
About the Saint's amorous adventures, by the way, I can't speak so brazenly.
~ Leslie Charteris
It's painful when you see your boyfriend flirting with some girl or you know he's been with somebody on the road.
~ Bebe Buell
Young, handsome men never flirt with me. I get heat from old dudes that run the parking garages.
~ Paula Pell
One of the best parts of growing older? You can flirt all you like since you've become harmless.
~ Liz Smith
Her fiercest sincerities were translated by the male ego, on arrival, into daffy flirtation. (p. 24)
~ Jonathan Lethem
Flirtation, so effortlessly accomplished. Mention of the train had done it. Train unspecified; they both knew which. They'd ridden together and now shared the ferry, and though a thousand identical to her might have strolled past his Charlottenburg café window in two weeks, the shared destination worked its paltry magic. And both tall. This little was enough to excuse lust as destiny.
~ Jonathan Lethem
Not having a moustache, he was in the habit of twirling his eyebrows. "Why do you keep twirling your eyebrows?" a young lady asked him one day. "We all twirl the hairs we have, depending on our age and sex," Tito replied. The young lady thought him very witty and fell in love with him. She
~ Pitigrilli
Jag flirtar flitigt med flickan Lycka, Med gumman Otur förblir jag gift; Min älskarinna är fru Fortuna, fast hon bedrar mig och är dyr i drift.
~ Povel Ramel
Quentin Crisp (to handsome young man on the street): "What's the matter, sexy? Don't you like dehydrated fruit?
~ Quentin Crisp
So tell me, Jane, are you cold?" His lips brushed hers and he said through a hot breath, "Or turned on?
~ Rachel Gibson
Oh, I don't know if I'd kick your ass. You're not that bad." She laughed. "I'd spank you real good, though." - Kate
~ Rachel Gibson
She walks well, she looks good. Let's see how she kisses.
~ Strom Thurmond
The anti-hero walks the morally gray path and constantly flirts with redemption, and that flirtation is just a blast to write.
~ Paul S. Kemp
Summer bachelors, like summer breezes, are never as cool as they pretend to be.
~ Nora Ephron
If this was a flirtation — and it felt like a flirtation — it was like no other flirtation in Katya's experience: with a man old enough to be her grandfather?
~ Joyce Carol Oates
In the middle of his rapid-fire dictatioin he said softly, without pausing, When the sun is on your hair, it shines like spun gold, and launched back into his letter. Lauren, who had inadvertently taken half of the compliment down in shorthand, gave him a killing glance, and he chuckled.
~ Judith McNaught
Firmly, taking her chin between his thumb and forefinger,Nick turned her face up to his, forcing her to look into his teasing gray eyes. If I'm so beautiful, why won't you look at me? That was a silly thing for me to tell you, Lauren apologized with quiet dignity, and... It was definitely a gross exaggeration- he smiled, taking his hand away from her chin -but I liked it.And, in case you're interested, he added, his voice turning husky, no one has ever told me that before.
~ Judith McNaught
I'm standing in line at the bakery, and this really cute guy asked for my number. So I had to get another one.
~ Wendy Liebman
Sexy with a capital SEX.
~ Wendy Rosnau
Then he said the most extraordinary thing." "What?" "He said,'I've got a nice big juicy sausage for you.' Just like that." "Ah. The direct approach.
~ James Lear
Amos, talk about pearls for teeth ... you got 'em. No wonder the boys go for you, because I could too and if I had something to push between those pearly teeth I'd be first in line.
~ James Purdy
The story is told of Lincoln's first meeting with Mary at a festive party. Captivated by her lively manner, intelligent face, clear blue eyes, and dimpled smile, Lincoln reportedly said, "I want to dance with you in the worst way." And, Mary laughingly told her cousin later that night, "he certainly did.
~ Doris Kearns Goodwin
If anybody ever marries you, it will be for the pleasure of hearing you talk piffle.
~ Dorothy L. Sayers