The Kiss Quotes

So maybe now I might be imagining what it would be like to kiss him again, but that didn’t mean anything.

Did if feel like jumping off a cliff when he kissed you? I imagine it did.

Considering she’d just blown his gray matter into the ether, he was screwed.

Urges. Mercy, the urges.

If I offer you the moon on a string, will you give me a kiss, too?" - Lucien Vanserra

When you kiss me, your lips upon mine, your kisses taste so sweet, just like a glass of good wine.

When you love someone deeply, Say it with a flower, And seal it with a kiss.

A sailor's love for the sea is only matched by his mistress's salty kiss.

Those blue pools still wavered between her eyes and mouth. “I’m gonna kiss you now, minou.”She might have nodded. She might have blinked. One for yes, two for hell yeah.

Then she leant over and kissed him very slowly, with infinite tenderness. As if she had had to wait an eternity to do so.

And then she kissed him with tongue- on the bus.

He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way she fired his insides to life.

The moon blows kisses to the evening primrose

I will always kiss you like it is our first and last kiss. Always.

He wrapped his arms around me and planted a kiss straight on my lips, hard and long. It felt like I was watching the kiss instead of being inside of it.

Hug is a holy kiss.

The sound of the rain faded away and she kissed him, letting herself be as honest as she'd wanted to be, letting her kiss speak for everything she was afraid to say with words.

When I walk in the front door after a shift, Lucy, I want your mouth on mine before I even get my jacket off

The way she says kiss, it sounds different. Like she invented the word specifically for the song.

So...what do you want to do?"He didn't even have to think about it."Kiss you again.

So, how does he kiss?"I'm blushing. I tap my fingers on my lips before I say, "He kisses like ... like it could be his job.

Profoundly moved, he kissed the lax waiting mouth with exquisite unhappiness.

Electricity crackles from her lips to mine and I'm stunned it's not visible.

They are kissing—finally, extravagantly, like it's the first thirty seconds of a kissing competition and they can't imagine they'll ever get tired.

His face darkens. He glares at me and I glare back. "Fine!" he yells. "I'm jealous! Are you happy now!"And then he jerks is head toward mine and he kisses me. On the lips.

He tastes like salted caramel and sunshine. Or what I think salted caramel and sunshine taste like. He tastes like nothing I've ever experienced, like hope and possibility and future

The algorithms in his hard drive scrambled and his coding short-circuited. Like she’d downloaded a virus right into his system, he got feverishly hot.

Kiss someone. Even if it's only in your mind.

Percy threw his arms around her. They kissed, and for a moment nothing else mattered. An asteroid could have hit the planet and wiped out all life, and Annabeth wouldn't have cared.

Damn, her mouth was a weapon.

I raise my face to his, ready for the crush of his lips against mine, wanting to share more than these nervous breaths.

What I’ve learnt is: buy the damn shoes. Kiss the boy. You can lose a life in indecision, and regret is a waste of an emotion.

Kiss me like you want to live.—Lachlain.

A kiss should be personal, not a mandatory public event

Maybe it's not the first kisses that are meant to be special. Maybe it's the last ones.

Vampire Diaries instead of Supernatural?(Bad choice.)

Like, when you kiss him, POW, he gets hit by a bear. Totally not your fault. You shouldn't feel bad about that. It's not your bear.

You’re saying you don’t want me?”Aw hell. “No, I’m saying this is a bad idea.”“You’re the king of bad ideas, ” he reminds me. “At least this one ends with both of us feeling good.

The second her lips met mine a million dreams began to flicker before my still-open eyes.

Guys who kiss girls on the forehead are the sweetest and the best gentlemen you can ever have.

The kiss I like the most is one of the slow ones. It's as much breath as touch, as much no as yes. You lean in from the side, and I have to turn a little to make it happen.

Kiss me like you mean it. Kiss me like I’m the only one in the world that makes you smile.” Joey falls back into my arms. “Kiss me like I’m the one you want to spend the rest of your life with.

The familiarity of his kiss breathes me back to life.

She held my face in her hands as if I was the treasure.

I embraced her and she did not object at all. She let herself be kissed and kissed back, but coolly, without conviction, absently, as if she were smoking a cigarette.

Kisses are like cardiograms. They reveal how serious the illness is.

and when his lips touched mine forthe very first time . . . i knew he is theone

Riley was... a really good kisser

I could still taste her kiss on my lips as I walked along a deserted Chalk Farm Road at sunrise.

Never before had he seen a woman so angry—or so seductive. It rendered him speechless. He couldn’t fight the compulsion to kiss her.She punched him on the chin, snapping his head back.