Laini Taylor Quotes About Kissing

Quotes about: Kissing

• Kissing can ruin lives. Lips touch sometimes teeth clash. New hunger is born with a throb and caution falls away. A cursed girl with lips still moist from her first kiss might feel suddenly wild like a little monsoon. She might forget her curse just long enough to get careless and let it come true. She might kill everyone she loves.

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  Girl, Fall, Kissing

  Laini Taylor (2009). “Lips Touch: Three Times”, p.63, Scholastic Inc.

• Heavily and hypnotically,with her soul flattening itself back like the ears of a hissing cat,Kizzy leaned in and drank of Jack Husk's full,moist mouth,and his red,red lips were hungry against hers,drinking her in return.Their eyes closed.Fingers clutched at collars and hair,at the picnic blanket,at the grass.And as they sank down,pinning their shadows beneath them,the horizon tipped on its side,and slowly,thickly,hour by hour,the day spilled out and ebbed away. It was Kizzy's first kiss, and maybe it was her last, and it was delicious.

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  Drinking, Cat, Eye

  Laini Taylor (2009). “Lips Touch: Three Times”, p.50, Scholastic Inc.

• This is the story of the curse and the kiss, the demon and the girl. It's a love story with dancing and death in it, and singing and souls and shadows reeled out on kite strings.

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  Girl, Kissing, Dancing

  Laini Taylor (2009). “Lips Touch: Three Times”, p.69, Scholastic Inc.

• It was Kizzy's first kiss and maybe it was her last and it was delicious.

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  Kissing, First Kiss, Lasts

  Laini Taylor (2009). “Lips Touch: Three Times”, p.54, Scholastic Inc.

• Some would assert that Providence was at work shaking out its pockets in Humanity's lap. Other would argue for that mindless choreographer, Chance. Either way it was a simple thing: a lost diary fell into the hands of a soul-sick war hero on a train from Bombay to Jaipur just when he'd grown tired of the scenery and needed something to keep his thoughts from the minefield of his wretched thoughts. In such mild ways is the groundwork laid for first kisses and ruined lives.

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  War, Hero, Tired

• Around Mik, my powers desert me. I lose basic motor function, like my brain focuses all neural activity on my lips and shifts into kiss preparedness mode way too early, to the detriment of things like speech, and walking.

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  Kissing, Brain, Desert

  Laini Taylor (2017). “Night of Cake and Puppets: A Daughter of Smoke and Bone Novella”, p.29, Hachette UK

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