Sometimes I see things, I think. Out of the corner of my eye, taunting me, and then it’s gone. And dreams. Such… — Libba Bray Copy Share Image
I have you. A lover and a friend. You are everything I need. You are the sun, the air I breathe. Without… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
People who pray stand receptive before the world. They no longer grab but caress, they no longer bite but kiss, they no… — Henri Nouwen Copy Share Image
Truth is, I don't mind getting a black eye or broken arm for a girl as long as she's there to kiss… — Harry Styles Copy Share Image
Love, love, love – all the wretched cant of it, masking egotism, lust, masochism, fantasy under a mythology of sentimental postures, a… — Germaine Greer Copy Share Image
Written kisses never arrive at their destination; the ghosts drink them up along the way. — Franz Kafka Copy Share Image
I don't see us as a big media gimmick band. We don't have a cultivated appearance or anything like Kiss. — Tom Verlaine Copy Share Image
True love was forever lost. The prince was never coming back to kiss me awake from my enchanted sleep. I was not… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
True love isn't expressed in passionately whispered words an intimate kiss or a embrace; before two people are married, love is expressed… — Joshua Harris Copy Share Image
And then we were kissing.....The space around us evaporated, and for a weird moment I rally like my body; this cancer-ruined thing… — John Green Copy Share Image
Kiss me in a way I'll never forget. Kiss me in a way that will stay with me until see you again — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
The pirate he will sink you with a kiss, he'll steal your heart and sail away. — Joni Mitchell Copy Share Image
You're beautiful this morning," Archer said, stopping before her, kissing her nose. "You're impossibly sweet in my shirt." That might be but… — Kristin Cashore Copy Share Image
La Maga did not know that my kisses were like eyes which began to open up beyond her, and that I went… — Julio Cortazar Copy Share Image
The kiss....was not meant to seduce, it was meant to mark a woman's soul. Chloe — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
Raphael's pleasure, his kiss, sent her over a second time....and it wasn't until they both stirred again that Raphael reached down and… — Nalini Singh Copy Share Image
His kisses were gifts. He kissed with everything he had, with power and passion and hunger and love. He held nothing back,… — Sylvia Day Copy Share Image
Ric Flair, you can tell all these people that I'm full of it for calling myself the Legend Killer? Well, I think… — Randy Orton Copy Share Image
You…made…me…faint,” I accused him dizzily. “What am I going to do with you?” he groaned in exasperation. “Yesterday I kiss you, and… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
