All Quotes By Tag: Kiss

“The slowest kiss makes too much haste.”

“A first kiss is the demarcation line: the same information that a moment ago felt private, all of a suddens seems unfair to withhold. And with that exchange came more.”

“At the sound of my name, those two worlds on either side of me collide, and my lips meet his. Time ceases to exist, and so, apparently does any logic that my mind is hanging on to. Logic would say that this is insane; every other fibre of my being says it’s right.”

“[Ever been kissed?]Of course–Describe it–Why?–I want to know if you’veEver seen Heaven.”

“Eccolo!” he exclaimed.At the same moment the ground gave way, and with a cry she fell out of the wood. Light and beauty enveloped her. She had fallen on to a little open terrace, which was covered with violets from end to end.“Courage!” cried her companion, now standing some six feet above. “Courage and love.”She did not answer. From her feet the ground sloped sharply into view, and violets ran down in rivulets and streams and cataracts, irrigating the hillside with blue, eddying round the tree stems, collecting into pools in the hollows, covering the grass with spots of azure foam. But never again were they in such profusion; this terrace was the well-head, the primal source whence beauty gushed out to water the earth.Standing at its brink, like a swimmer who prepares, was the good man. But he was not the good man that she had expected, and he was alone.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…”

“Her lips are like pillows of warm glass. It is strange to find her resistant for even a second, since she has been the kisser and not the kissed. It wasn’t like the last time, which felt fumbling and unnatural. That time wasn’t off-putting, just like kissing one’s sister. This kiss, my kiss, was tingling sweetness, electric apple blossoms.”

“They kissed in the middle of the sidewalk, letting the crowds of people flow around them like water around an island.”

“I’m falling in love with you.” As the words left his mouth, his lips pressed to mine, giving me the most intense and explosive kiss I had ever had. With the coldness of his lips and the warmth of his tongue beneath mine I saw fireworks and felt them through every part of my body.”

“A light rain touches my cheek like an angel’s butterfly kisses.”

“His kisses were so hungry and male, which isn’t bad. Every kiss said he could never have enough, but he wasn’t going to stop trying. They were so hormonal. I wanted his sugar roughness. Girl’s kisses are deliberate and polished. When she kisses me – when I kiss her – she doesn’t want me. She has me and knows it.”

“He pulled her close kissing her mouth taking her by surprise. He stepped back passion smoldering in his eyes. She looked at him touching her mouth where his kiss still burned.”

“I think I fell in love with you that amazing night on the kitchen floor. Or maybe it was the evening you stepped up and set my arm.” Testing things, he reached for her hand, and, to his joy, she glared, but she let him take it. “Or maybe the night I knew I loved you was when I kissed you under the mistletoe on Christmas Eve. It’s hard to say because I look at you now and it seems to me there’s never been a time when I didn’t love you.”

“Lips that have tasted the salt of tears always give the sweetest kiss.”

“lean in to kiss mein all the placeswhere the acheis the most special.”

“This doesn’t mean anything,” Haley whispers as she reaches up and pulls at the Velcro of my glove.“Yes, it does.” I bring my arms to my sides and the instant the gloves fall to the floor, my hands latch on to that beautiful body. “Tell me, Haley. Please tell me it does because this means something to me.”