Never a lip is curved with pain that can't be kissed into smiles again.
The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial one in any love story.
I kissed my first girl and smoked my first cigarette on the same day. I haven't had time for tobacco since.
A kiss, when all is said, what is it? A rosy dot placed on the 'I' in loving; Tis a secret told to the mouth instead of to the ear.
Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score:
Then to that twenty, add a hundred more.
Teach not thy lip such scorn, for it was made For kissing, lady, not for such contempt.
A kiss can be a comma, a question mark, or an exclamation point. Thats basic spelling that every woman ought to know.
A kiss is a rosy dot placed on the "i" in loving.
A man snatches the first kiss, pleads for the second, demands the third, takes the fourth, accepts the fifth - and endures all the rest.
That farewell kiss which resembles greeting, that last glance of love which becomes the sharpest pang of sorrow.
Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.
The sound of a kiss is not so loud as that of a cannon, but its echo lasts a great deal longer.
'Twas not my lips you kissed but my soul.
The soul that can speak through the eyes can also kiss with a gaze.
If you are ever in doubt as to whether to kiss a pretty girl, always give her the benefit of the doubt.
I wasn't kissing her, I was whispering in her mouth!
The sunlight claps the earth, and the moonbeams kiss the sea: what are all these kissings worth, if thou kiss not me?
What of soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop?
A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.
A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.
One kind kiss before we part,
Drop a tear and bid adieu;
Though we sever, my fond heart
Till we meet shall pant for you.
Love's first snow-drop, virgin kiss.
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.
The kiss itself is immortal. It travels from lip to lip, century to century, from age to age. Men and women garner these kisses, offer them to others and then die in turn.
Kisses kept are wasted; Love is to be tasted. There are some you love, I know; Be not loathe to tell them so. Lips go dry and eyes grow wet Waiting to be warmly met. Keep them not in waiting yet; Kisses kept are wasted.
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