I wonder what fool it was that first invented kissing.
There's nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it's sent away.Sarah Kay
What of soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop?Robert Browning
Like kissing Hitler.
Light wrestling there incessantly with light, Star kissing star through wave on wave unto Your body rocking!(Harold) Hart Crane
Lord, I wonder what fool it was that first invented kissing!jonathan swift
And Pontiff, pretty PontiffCan anyone shake your hand?Or is it just that you like uniformsand someone kissing your handlou reed
Jealousy’s vicious bulldog trampled through my soul. I was furious, no, furious is not a strong enough word; I was enraged with envy, hate, and malice toward a strange brunette kissing my boyfriend. What is that tramp doing with my man?bethany kennedy scanlon
If a man is pictured chopping off a woman's breast, it only gets an R rating; but if, God forbid, a man is pictured kissing a woman's breast, it gets an X rating. Why is violence more acceptable than tenderness?
The people can never understand why the President does not use his powers to make them behave. Well all the president is, is a glorified public relations man who spends his time flattering, kissing, and kicking people to get them to do what they are supposed to do anyway.harry s. truman
He wanted to draw out the moment before the moment because as good as kissing feels, nothing feels as good as the anticipation of it.john green
To smoke a cigar through a mouthpiece is equivalent to kissing a lady through a respirator.
Well, I'm already going to Hell for kissing you, so I may as well take the scenic route.
A soft lip, would tempt you to eternity of kissing!Ben Jonson
And his kissing is as full of sanctity as the touch of holy bread.william shakespeare
Teach not thy lips such scorn; for they were made for kissing, lady, not for such contempt.william shakespeare
I don't make love by kissing, I make love by dancing.
Burning in effigy. kissing the picture of one's beloved... it aims at nothing at all; we just behave this way and then we feel satisfied.ludwig wittgenstein
As winds come whispering lightly from the West, kissing, not ruffling, the blue deep's serene.lord byron