Bed Quote by William Shakespeare Download Open image “Were kisses all the joys in bed, One woman would another wed.” — William Shakespeare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.4 out of 5 (6 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bed Happiness Joy Kissing
How would that excellent mystery, wedded life, irradiate the world with its blessed influences, were the generous impulses and sentiments of courtship but perpetuated… — Arthur Frederick Saunders Copy Share Image
Marriage is the miracle that transforms a kiss from a pleasure into a duty. — Helen Rowland Copy Share Image
A man had given all other bliss, And all his worldly worth for this To waste his whole heart in one kiss Upon her… — Alfred Lord Tennyson Copy Share Image
Dear wife, if I could take but one treasure with me to the next life, it would be your tender kiss. — Ralph Wiggum Copy Share Image
We kissed, then, and the ardour of her kiss stole my breath away. I returned her passion with all the fervor I possessed. A lifetime of vows and heart-felt disciplines had prepared me well, for in that kiss I sealed with all my soul the fate before me, embracing a mystery clothed in warm and yielding female flesh. Holding only… — Stephen R. Lawhead Copy Share
And they did have fun, though it was of different kind now. All that yearning and passion had been replaced by a steady pulse… — David Nicholls Copy Share Image
Madelyne, we're married now. 'Tis a usual occurrence to bed one's wife on the wedding night. — Julie Garwood Copy Share Image
Marriage was invented to make girls miserable. I will never get married again, not ever again. — Nujood Ali Copy Share Image
Time hath not yet so dried this blood of mine, Nor age so eat up my invention, Nor fortune made such havoc of my… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Divers philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep’st so sound. Julius Caesar (2.1.248-251)” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
When man of slender visits you / Nothing on earth that one can do / In well he’ll hide, or watery hole / And… — Jack Goldstein Copy Share Image
Your idea of fidelity is not having more than one man in bed at the same time. — Frederic Raphael Copy Share Image
The beginning of love is all about the butterflies, but the end of it is when you can't get out of bed in the… — Taylor Swift Copy Share Image
Home is behind, the world ahead, And there are many paths to tread Through shadows to the edge of night, Until the stars are… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Leave a cavity behind the [wall] facings, and on the inside build walls two feet thick, made of red dimension stone or burnt brick… — Marcus Vitruvius Pollio Copy Share Image
Why couldn't Jesus command us to obsess over everything, to try to control and manipulate people, to try not to breathe at all, or… — Anne Lamott Copy Share Image
“To all the secret writers, late-night painters, would-be singers, lapsed and scared artists of every stripe, dig out your paintbrush, or your flute, or… — Shauna Niequist Copy Share Image
“In the parking lot, she drove and parked in a dark area with no other cars around. She reclined her seat, and listened to… — Tao Lin Copy Share Image
It wasn't really touching to be young; it was touching not to be young, because you had less of life left. Touching to be… — Rose Macaulay Copy Share Image
I have to meditate before I go to bed, always. I have to let the day go and let the eternal in. — Bellamy Young Copy Share Image
Sometimes by a woodland stream he watched the water rush over the pebbled bed, its tiny modulations of bounce and flow. A woman's body… — Salman Rushdie Copy Share Image