'Twas not my lips you kissed but my soul.
Never a lip is curved with pain that can't be kissed into smiles again.
If you are ever in doubt as to whether to kiss a pretty girl, always give her the benefit of the doubt.
The sound of a kiss is not so loud as that of a cannon, but its echo lasts a great deal longer.
A kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years.
It is the passion that is in a kiss that gives to it its sweetness; it is the affection in a kiss that sanctifies it.
Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves.
A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.
Now a soft kiss - Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
I am a strong believer in kissing being very intimate, and the minute you kiss, the floodgates open for everything else.
Happiness is like a kiss. You must share it to enjoy it.
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.
A man snatches the first kiss, pleads for the second, demands the third, takes the fourth, accepts the fifth - and endures all the rest.
Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.
My heart smiled when you kissed my lips. What a sweet suprise.
Two heads are better than one.
Take it and return it: the kiss of love.
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.
When I see you, I smile. When I touch you, I feel you. When I kiss you, I love you!
Kissing - and I mean like, yummy, smacking kissing - is the most delicious, most beautiful and passionate thing that two people can do, bar none. Better than sex, hands down.
... a wild dissolving bliss Over my frame he breathed, approaching near, And bent his eyes of kindling tenderness Near mine, and on my lips impressed a lingering kiss
A kiss is a secret told to the mouth instead of the ear; kisses are the messengers of love and tenderness.
Some women blush when they are kissed, some call for the police, some swear, some bite. But the worst are those who laugh.
What is a kiss? Why this, as some approve: the sure, sweet cement, glue, and lime of love.
You must remember this, a kiss is just a kiss.
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