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Kissing Quotes by Victor Hugo
- A compliment is something like a kiss through a veil.
- How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the…
- Promise to give me a kiss on my brow when I am dead. --I shall feel it." She dropped her head again on Marius' knees,…
- To pay compliments to the one we love is the first method of caressing, a demi-audacity venturing. A compliment is something like a kiss through…
- When two mouths, made sacred by love, draw near to each other to create, it is impossible, that above that ineffable kiss there should not…
- At the moment when her eyes closed, when all feeling vanished in her, she thought that she felt a touch of fire imprinted on her…
- Promise to give me a kiss on my brow when I am dead.--I shall feel it.
More Kissing Quotes
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- Never let a fool kiss you, or a kiss fool you. — Joey Adams
- Kisses, even to the air, are beautiful. — Drew Barrymore
- It's the worst when you're kissing someone who's not a good kisser, and you're trying to make it look good, but you… — Drew Barrymore
- God pardons like a mother, who kisses the offense into everlasting forgiveness. — Henry Ward Beecher
- A kiss is a rosy dot over the 'i' of loving. — Cyrano de Bergerac
- A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous. — Ingrid Bergman
- The worst thing a man can ever do is kiss me on the first date. — Halle Berry
- He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives… — William Blake
- Rock 'n' roll is ridiculous. It's absurd. In the past, U2 was trying to duck that. Now we're wrapping our arms around… — Bono
- It is the passion that is in a kiss that gives to it its sweetness; it is the affection in a kiss… — Christian Nestell Bovee
- First time he kissed me, he but only kissed The fingers of this hand wherewith I write; And, ever since, it grew… — Elizabeth Barrett Browning