Don’t kiss me if you’re afraid of thunder. My life is a storm.

I’ve come to realize that love is tragic, somewhere down the line it’s inevitable. Fight for it.

Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart.

Certainly seems it when she half-turns in his arms and he just leans right down into her and kisses and kisses. Oh, how syrupy-slow his kisses are. She could live in those warm, wet pulls.

You make me so happy I could frown. Let us dance like two rocking chairs at a KISS concert, and let us kiss like two people named Sam Asmas who’ve just discovered the meaning of...

This is the power of a kiss: It does not have the power to kill you. But it has the power to bring you to life.

It wasn’t that long, and it certainly wasn’t the kind of kiss you see in movies these days, but it was wonderful in its own way, and all I can remember about the moment is...

Did people… really kiss like that? She had had NO idea. She had imagined being kissed, and in her imagination she had been swept away by the sheer romance of the meeting of lips. In...

Everything ritualistic must be strictly avoided, because it immediately turns rotten. Of course a kiss is a ritual too and it isn’t rotten, but ritual is permissible only to the extent that it is as...

I didn’t care who kissed you first as long as I kissed you last.”-George from If We Kiss

Never had we ever kissed as lovers; if we touched lips it was as brother and sister. In one moment of emotion, our lips fell together by accident, but we quickly removed ourselves as though...

Kiss me, Jethro. Kiss me.

What is it with slobbery kissers? Are they trying to drown us in spit? I mean, Jesus, swallow every now and then.

As long as you’re better at it than skating…,” Anna said and stood up too. She wanted to say more, but that wasn’t possible because he was kissing her. Reasonable Anna wanted to draw back...

Elliot and I were more ‘adult’ about it all. We’d kiss hello and goodbye and we’d kiss as part of foreplay, but we wouldn’t kiss just for the sake of it. not when we got...

Don’t kiss in public, unless it’s midnight and you’re both wearing black so nobody can see you’re naked.

The kiss wove between gentle and frenzied, liquid and greedy, silken and primal, and he sucked every second of bliss he could from the forbidden pleasure.

Please spend the night with me.

I kiss [her] even though I know that if you kiss a girl before you are married to her you might get AIDS.

Well, maybe awake but somebody home with really, really bad judgment.

I kissed him until everything that hurt inside me melted into a pool of black water so deep I couldn’t touch the bottom. As long as I was touching him, I wouldn’t drown.

I was Amazement–I was Desire–I was Ecstasy and Rapture and the slightest bit of Greed.

Kiss me,” I say.He does.

He couldn’t look back at the children. He couldn’t think of it. All he could do was watch the eyes of his wife.He pulled her to him, her body soft, her skin warm. She was...

When we finished the kiss she said laughing, I can taste your loneliness – it tastes like vinegar. That annoyed me. Everyone knows loneliness tastes like cold potato soup.

It was at first almost as if he hadn’t wanted to kiss her. His mouth was hard on hers, unyielding; then he put both arms around her and pulled her against him. His lips softened....

I’m kissing you because sometimes I can’t not kiss you.

Love is a four-letter word, like frog, only with more kissing and less princing.

A really good kiss is like a secret you want to share. A really good kiss reminds you why it’s hard to decide on the right lipstick. The first kiss stays in you’re mind –...

As far as I can tell, there are two basic (kissing) rules: 1. Don’t bite anything without permission. 2. The human tongue is like wasabi: it’s very powerful, and should be used sparingly.

But that kiss did more than turn her into a puddle of lust. It terrified her. Not because of how soul-searingly good it was, but because kisses like that don’t just happen. Kisses like that...

She’s even been practicing making out with the back of her hand. Which was about as effective as tickling yourself. It’s why you needed other fingers, other tongues. Only other people can make you feel...

I’m a guy.

A kiss says it all—I like you.I love you.I need you.I want you.I value you.I fancy you.I adore you.I prefer you.I missed you.I cherish you.I support you.I care for you.I long for you.I think of...

Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.

There is strange, and yet not strange, is the kiss. It is strange because it mixes silliness with tragedy, and yet not strange because there is good reason for it. There is shaking by the...

I’ve become a kissing addict. I think that’s it. The buzzy feeling. Burning lips. The foggy eyes. Maybe i could kiss every good-looking guy here at school. Maybe even the good-looking male teachers. The thought...

You’ve got this life and while you’ve got it, you’d better kiss like you only have one moment, try to hold someone’s hand like you will never get another chance to, look into people’s eyes...

Kiss him back? That seemed like a ridiculously unobtainable goal. She’d only just remembered that the word was kiss, for God’s sake. Her eyes were wide and her body had turned to stone and his...

He kissed me hard and I kissed him back harder, like it was the end of an era that had lasted all of my life.

Every day for a week, sitting in my idling car, saying goodbye without saying anything at all—the touch of his hand, his forehead pressed to mine, the way he brushed my hair out of my...

They do everything to make you fail; but when you win they all start kissing your shoes to be part of the game.

Chase grabbed Joey’s neck and hauled him into a kiss. Oh shit. Not again. It didn’t matter how many times it had been wrong, he still wanted to believe it. Wanted to believe it when...

Stupid kissing. Stupid roaming hands. Stupid boys.

Don’t you want to kiss me?’ she asks.She smiles just a little, a hopeful, sweet smile, but buried in it is that confidence that slays me.

You kissed me once and now you feel as if you’ve got some special kind of licence to do it whenever you want?

Kiss someone like kissing is the only way you have to communicate. There is no conversation. There is no sex. There are only two sets of lips that are ravenous to be recognized and treasured.

His impulsive buss had been as beautiful as a first kiss to a child. And, she felt, as important.

I’ve kissed my dad and mygranddad.

When life gives you lemons, get rid of that grimace and use that pucker for a kiss!