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“These things excite me so,’ she whispered. ‘If you want to kiss me any time during the evening, Nick, just let me know and I ll be glad to arrange it for you. Just mention my name. Or present a green card.”

— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby, Share via Whatsapp

“A kiss! When all is said, what is a kiss? An oath of allegiance taken in closer proximity, a promise more precise, a seal on a confession, a rose-red dot upon the letter i in loving; a secret which elects the mouth for ear; an instant of eternity murmuring like a bee; balmy communion with a flavor of flowers; a fashion of inhaling each other s hearts, and of tasting, on the brink of the lips, each other s soul!”

— Edmond Rostand, Cyrano de Bergerac, Share via Whatsapp

“His smile wavers. I ve been looking at him too long. Are you OK? he says. I nod, take a deep breath. Then I lean over and kiss him.”

— Emma Pass, Acid, Share via Whatsapp

“Her lips are like strawberries which tickels my taste buds everytime, making me to kiss her red lips everytime.”

— Vishal Antapurkar, Share via Whatsapp

“I leaned my face into his palm and he looked at me like it was the first time he ever saw me. I felt my heart burst. I wanted him to kiss me. I didn’t care about what he owned, or what issues he had. I knew if we kissed, it would change us both. Even worse, I wanted to say I loved him.”

— Mercy Cortez, Never Ever After, Share via Whatsapp

“Employment is an employee’s kissing of an employer’s ass. A salary is the employer’s pretense to be cleaning his ass.”

— Mokokoma Mokhonoana, Share via Whatsapp

“Believing in nothing except the truth of Montgomery, who for all his faults was as steady as the sea, as honest as the sun. My eyes watered with unexpected tears, and I kissed him harder, desperately. It wasn t a happy ending.”

— Megan Shepherd, The Madman’s Daughter, Share via Whatsapp

“Lose myself in your blueberry eyes Magnolia, kiss your mauve lips of grapes, squeeze your fleshy, milky macaroon breasts,smell your opium breath of subconsciousness, labyrinth of desires.”

— Laura Gentile, Seraphic Addiction, Share via Whatsapp

“I pushed her shiny blond hair away from her face and leaned down, our faces only inches apart. She inhaled softly, our lips so close I could feel her breath and the scent of her skin, like honeysuckle in springtime. She smelled like sweet tea and old books, like she had always been here. I pulled my fingers through her hair and held it at the back of her neck. Her skin was soft and warm, like a Mortal girl s. There was no electric current, no shocks. We could kiss for as long as we wanted. If we had a fight, there wouldn t be a flood or a hurricane, or even a storm. I wouldn t find her on the ceiling of her bedroom. No windows would shatter. No exams would catch fire. Liv held up her face to be kissed. She wanted me.”

— Kami Garcia, Share via Whatsapp

“Leo leaned forward and met her soft lips. Their first underwater kiss created bubbles that floated lazily to the surface. Audrey ran her fingers through his coarse hair, and they lingered until his lungs were bursting.”

— Jennifer Lane, Streamline, Share via Whatsapp

“Shane never knew how to address her friends parents. She wanted to call her Mrs. Eliot s Mom, but knew that the cutesiness would not be appreciated. “Mrs. Kaspar” sounded too like a phone solicitor, which would not do after having kissed the circumference of her son s neck.”

— Thomm Quackenbush, We Shadows, Share via Whatsapp

“A kiss is one of the few futuristic events that comes to my present everyday..”

— Jai prakash, Share via Whatsapp

“You will not! It s wrong. What, kissing you, or kissing you in Pies and Stuff?”

— Richelle Mead, The Indigo Spell, Share via Whatsapp

“Relax. Refresh. Renew. Play. Sing. Laugh. Enjoy. Forgive. Dance. Love. Hug. Share. Kiss. Create. Explore. Hope. Listen. Dare. Trust. Dream. Learn. TODAY!”

— Steve Maraboli, Unapologetically You: Reflections on Life and the Human Experience, Share via Whatsapp

“Of course I saved you, she said. I couldn t do without you. And because she was happy and flushed with magic, Holly leaned down and kissed Artemis, magic sparking around the contact like tiny fireworks.”

— Eoin Colfer, The Time Paradox, Share via Whatsapp

“French. Feel. Finger. Fuck.”

— John Green, Looking for Alaska, Share via Whatsapp

“I m going to be honest with you. I don t want to sit here all night making small talk when all I want to do is kiss you.”

— Karli Perrin, April Showers, Share via Whatsapp