Browsing Topic Best Kissing Quotes

The real lover is the man who can thrill you by kissing your forehead or smiling into your eyes or just staring into space.

Happy girls are the prettiest girls.

To the questioning glance of love, as it flashes out and then conceals itself, speech has no reply; the smile, the kiss, the sigh answer.

That farewell kiss which resembles greeting, that last glance of love which becomes the sharpest pang of sorrow.

I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles.

Contribute to the world. Help people. Help one person. Help someone cross the street today. Help someone with directions unless you have a terrible sense of direction. Help someone who is trying to help you. Just help. Make an impact. Show someone you care. Say yes instead of no. Say something nice. Smile. Make eye contact. Hug. Kiss. Get naked.

Find someone who makes you laugh, allows you to be silly & be yourself, loves you when your at your best but loves you more when your not, kisses or touches you for no reason, looks at you in a way only you know what they’re thinking and communicates with you in away your never afraid to share yourself.

I didn’t want to kiss you goodbye — that was the trouble — I wanted to kiss you good night — and there’s a lot of difference.

I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong

Oh to be a pear tree – any tree in bloom! With kissing bees singing of the beginning of the world!

I just want your extra time and your………. Kiss

It’s tough campaigning, kissing hands and shaking babies.

Never ask a woman if you may kiss her. Instead, learn to read body language.

Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, and ends with a teardrop.

A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.

To call a fashion wearable is the kiss of death. No new fashion worth its salt is ever wearable.

‘Twas not my lips you kissed but my soul.

I would kiss you, had I the courage.

When lovers kiss on the cheeks, it is because they are searching, feeling for one another’s lips. Lovers are made by a kiss.

The summer Night comes brooding down on Earth, As Love comes brooding down on human hearts, With bliss that hath no utterance save rich tears. She floats in fragrance down the smiling dark, Foldeth a kiss upon the lips of Life– Curtaineth into rest the weary world– And shuts us in with all our hid delights.

Where did all the women come from? The supply was endless. Each one of them was individual, different. Their pussies were different, their kisses were different, their breasts were different, but no man could drink them all, there were too many of them, crossing their legs, driving men mad. What a feast!

A man had given all other bliss, And all his worldly worth for this To waste his whole heart in one kiss Upon her perfect lips.

Hug me till you drug me, honey; Kiss me till I’m in a coma.

A kiss on the hand may feel very, very good, but a diamond and sapphire bracelet lasts forever.

I have learned that there is more power in a good strong hug than in a thousand meaningful words.

I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm, your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy, golden storm, yes many loved before us, I know we are not new, in city and in forest they smiled like me and you, but now it’s come to distances and both of us must try, your eyes are soft with sorrow, Hey, that’s no way to say goodbye.

Some early writing say that when people kiss, they exchange the soul, that it’s between their mouths and tongues that the soul is exchanged. And so the kiss is more of a soulful connection maybe than intercourse and other ways of being together. A kiss asks a lot from you. I think it asks a lot from a person to really kiss.

No mommy’s kisses and no daddy’s smile. Nobody wants me, I’m nobody’s child.

Nobody’s going to save you. No one’s going to cut you down, cut the thorns thick around you. No one’s going to storm the castle walls nor kiss awake your birth, climb down your hair, nor mount you onto the white steed. There is no one who will feed the yearning. Face it. You will have to do, do it yourself.

A picture was a motionless record of motion. An arrested representation of life. A picture was the kiss of death pretending to possess immutability.

A Hundred Years From Now Well a hundred years from now I won’t be crying A hundred years from now I won’t be blue And my heart would have forgotton she broke ever vow I won’t care a hundred years from now Oh, it seem like yesterday you told me You couldn’t live without my love somehow Now that you’re with another it breaks my heart somehow I won’t care a hundred years from now * Refrain Now do you recall the night sweetheart you promised Another’s kiss you never would allow That’s all in the past dear it didn’t seem to last I won’t care a hundred years from now * Refrain

My point to you is, there is no such thing as a flop that takes the field for our football team. Just so ya know, I’m proud of those men. How ****ing easy would it have been to say it’s their night. Excuse my language. Spectacular group of men. You got to find them, you throw your arms around them and give them a big kiss on the mouth, if you’re a girl.

I’m an expert at kissing girls necks, they love it. Girls say I’m quite sensitive, but I’m hyperactive too.

I think people sometimes get the wrong impression when they’re like, Oh, well, so-and-so was straight and then she was gay, and now she’s straight again, you know? But it’s like, how many times do I have to kiss a woman before I’m gay? Everybody wants to label people. Sometimes you just fall in love with somebody, and you’re really not thinking about what gender or whatever they happen to be. It think that if I happen to fall in love with a woman, everyone’s going to make a big deal out of it. But if I happen to fall in love with a man, nobody cares.

I deserved kisses. I deserved to be treated like a piece of meat but also respected for my intellect.