“The best kiss is the one that has been exchanged a thousand times between the eyes before it reaches the lips.”
“He kisses me, the taste of sugar on my lips, and salt and spice on his. This is my heart, says the warm sugar of the vanilla. This is the inside of me, murmurs the cinnamon. This is everything that hurts, confesses the bright edge of chili powder, and everything I miss and everything I hope for. This is everything I do not say but that I hold in me, whispers that breath of salt at the end. This is my hidden heart of color and sugar, the things you might miss if I did not show you they were there.”
“You begin to kiss me as though You are getting oxygen out of each kiss.”
“I want to brush my teeth, she said. Before she knew what was happening, Thatcher leaned over and kissed her. Very quickly, very softly. You re fine, he said. I detect a trace of vinaigrette, but it s really very pleasant. He held the flute out to her, and as it gave her something to do other than fall over backward, she accepted it.”
“They stood together a moment; both her hands were in both of his. You ve been my best friend, she said. It was for you that I wanted — that I wanted to live. But I m of no use to you. Then it came over her more poignantly that she should not see him again. She could not accept that; she could not part with him that way. If you should send for me I d come, she said at last. Your husband won t consent to that. Oh yes, I can arrange it. I shall keep that for my last pleasure! said Ralph. In answer to which she simply kissed him.”
“to heal you have to get to the root of the wound and kiss it all the way up”
“Lips to lips. Hands roaming up his flank and across his thigh. Morgan’s touch, even through the thick fabric of his clothing, was electric—exotic—so foreign, and so damn right.”
“Sister Agnes had called it “true love’s kiss.” I didn’t know if such a kiss was somehow enchanted. More likely the kiss was a summoning, a beckoning, a pleading that resonated deep within the soul of the dying, urging that person to fight back and return to the arms of the one giving the kiss.”
“then we were actual people your actual mouth on mine”
“It wasn t romantic between them yet, he told me, but he was working up the nerve to kiss her. Just don t wait as long as I did, I told him. It took me seventeen years to kiss Meg. Don t worry, he said. I am much smarter than you.”
“The last word had barely left my lips before he leaned in and pressed his mouth to mine. A protest died on my lips and I grabbed his waist, pulling him closer. His hands cupped my face as his lips crashed against mine.”
“Au début d une relation, on pourrait presque analyser chaque baiser. Tout se détache parfaitement dans une mémoire qui lentement progresse dans la confusion de la répétition.”
“She [suddenly]: I like you. He: Don t. She: Modest too-- He: I m afraid of you. I m always afraid of a girl--until I ve kissed her. She [emphatically]: My dear boy, the war is over. He: So I ll always be afraid of you. She [rather sadly]: I suppose you will [A slight hesitation on both their parts.]”
“A Luxen didn t kiss you, Evie. His lips brushed mine. But neither did a human.”
“You have to be willing to kiss the storm to taste the rain.”
“The best kiss is the one that has been exchanged a thousand times between the eyes before it reaches the lips #Chase”
“Cigarette kisses your lips more than your girlfriend.”