In the movies, Bette Davis lights two cigarettes and hands the second one to James Cagney. It was just so glamorous and romantic.
I want to do things so wild with you that I don't know how to say them.
Don't you think I was made for you? I feel like you had me ordered - and I was delivered to you - to be worn. I want you to wear me, like a watch-charm or a buttonhole bouquet.
All that you are, all that I owe to you, justifies my love.
We lie in each other's arms eyes shut and fingers open and all the colors of the world pass through our bodies like strings of fire.
Love is a bird... she needs to fly.
He who wants to do good knocks at the gate: he who loves finds the door open.
I thought I was promiscuous, but it turns out I was just thorough.
Love is telling someone their hair extensions are showing.
My brother is gay and my parents don't care, as long as he marries a doctor.
My wife gets all the money I make. I just get an apple and clean clothes every morning.
I went to a meeting for premature ejactulators. I left early.
We're given second chances every day of our life. We don't usually take them, but they're there for the taking.
Falling in love is not an extension of one's limits or boundaries; it is a partial and temporary collapse of them.
There is the kiss of welcome and of parting, the long, lingering, loving, present one; the stolen, or the mutual one; the kiss of love, of joy, and of sorrow; the seal of promise and receipt of fulfillment.
Then I did the simplest thing in the world. I leaned down... and kissed him. And the world cracked open.
Is not a kiss the very autograph of love?
The decision to kiss for the first time is the most crucial in any love story. It changes the relationship of two people much more strongly than even the final surrender; because this kiss already has within it that surrender.
I kissed her hard and held her tight and tried to open her lips; they were closed tight.
Being kissed by a man who didn't wax his moustache was-like eating an egg without salt.
Be plain in dress, and sober in your diet; In short, my deary, kiss me, and be quiet.
We turned on one another deep, drowned gazes, and exchanged a kiss that reduced my bones to rubber and my brain to gruel.
Kiss me as if you made believe You were not sure this eve, How my face, your flower, had pursed It's petals up.
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.
Then I abandoned comics for fine art because I had some romantic vision of being like Vincent Van Gogh Jr.
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