Kiss Quotes

Her kiss was a good-bye and a promise and a dream.

~ Shannon A. Thompson

A simple kiss is sweeter than any colorful dream.

~ M.f. Moonzajer

Yes, he knew it was crazy to be this obsessed over an encounter that had taken up maybe sixty seconds of his life. (Or had it been an hour and sixty seconds?) But what an encounter. His fingers still felt the bones and flesh through her sweater, his tongue still tasted her mysterious bitter-greens mouth, her voice still haunted him with that whispered 'Help me.

~ Molly Ringle

Grey rocks, and greyer sea, And surf along the shore -- And in my heart a name My lips shall speak no more.

~ Charles G.d. Roberts

It wasn't the sort of kiss I'd had with him before, hungry, wanting, desperate. It wasn't the sort of kiss I'd had with anyone before. This kiss was so soft that it was like a memory of a kiss, so careful on my lips that it was like someone running his fingers along them.

~ Maggie Stiefvater

It may not seem like much - a few kisses in the dark - but it was enough to burn a hole like an ulcer in my heart.

~ Jean Kwok

I felt the kiss still there on my forehead. Literally. It was frozen there. I could still feel it. I wanted to bronze it, like people do with baby shoes. I wanted to mount it and hang it over my mantelpiece.

~ Catherine Ryan Hyde

Time, I think, is like walking backward away from something: say, from a kiss. First there is the kiss; then you step back, and the eyes fill up your vision, then the eyes are framed in the face as you step further away; the face then is part of a body, and then the body is framed in a doorway, then the doorway framed in the trees beside it. The path grows longer and the door smaller, the trees fill up your sight and the door is lost, then the path is lost in the woods and the woods lost in the hills. Yet somewhere in the center still is the kiss. That's what time is like.

~ John Crowley

The kiss stayed there with no place to go, no sensory reserve that could absorb it and file it away as a common act of intimacy, a thousand times received. He knew what Anna was asking: whether you could love someone without habits.

~ Nicole Krauss

I kissed my fingers,held my palm flat beside my mouth and blew it into the air that surrounded her memory. I closed my eyes, thinking this was one of those moments you see in movies or read about in books where everything comes together.

~ Belinda Jeffrey

Just because it's common doesn't make it less powerful.

~ Kendall Kulper

Every libromancer had a first book. Etched more sharply into my memory than my first kiss, this book had been my magical awakening.

~ Jim C. Hines

Love is not complicated—just smile, hug, kiss, be kind, and repeat.

~ Richelle E. Goodrich

I thought it could be something, I mean, eventually. Harrison finally looks at us. My life I thought-but I mean... it's nothing.Don't cry Grace says. You have a lot of time.No, I don't.Yeah, you do.No.-Yeah! Yeah, you do. It's okay. Look-She does something that is so amazingly selfless and also gross. She tilts Harrison's face up and gives him a sweet kiss on the lips and it lasts long enough for him to taste her back, to move his mouth against hers.Harrison stares at her dumbfounded but he's stopped cryingShe is so nice.

~ Courtney Summers

She kissed him… long enough he could almost hear her thoughts. Long enough that he began to know her story, know what she had been through.

~ Thomm Quackenbush

I have a mouth for kisses / No one to give or to take / I have a heart in my bosom / Beating for nobody's sake.

~ Lana Citron

I was so used to pretending to be something I wasn't, it shocked me to be seen for what I was.

~ Kim Van Alkemade

... If the dead can come back to this earth and move unseen around those they loved, I shall always be near you; in the garish day and in the darkest night—amidst your happiest scenes and gloomiest hours—always, always; and if there be a soft breeze upon your cheek, it shall be my breath; or if the cool air fans your throbbing temple, it shall be my spirit passing by.

~ Paul Hoffman

I had shelved expectations of another kiss, the intensity of not kissing now worked almost as well—the proximity and denial.

~ Olivia Sudjic

I do. I choose you, which is to choose him and the others and t

~ Jameson Fitzpatrick

Fuck! The things she does to me with a simple kiss.

~ Rene Webb

O bid these strangers go ;Turn to my lips till their cup overflow ;Hurt me with kisses, kill me with desire,Consume me and destroy me with the fireOf bleeding passion straining at the heart,Touched to the core by sweetnesses that smart ;Bitten by fiery snakes, whose poisonous breathSwoons in the midnight, and dissolves to death !

~ Aleister Crowley

In Clint's arms, Josie discovered what the kiss of a man should feel like. Fire: unadulterated, skin-scorching, tummy twisting, panty wetting fire. He kissed her as if she were the most desirable woman in existence. He devoured her lips as if they were the most decadent treat imaginable. And when he pressed her against the hardness of his desire - for me - she mewled in want.

~ Eve Langlais

A perfect night... a perfect forever

~ Mary E. Pearson

His hands fell to my hips, and his fingers dug through my rain-drenched clothes.

~ Shannon A. Thompson

He cannot think. He can scarcely breathe. But he has no desire to either, he simply wants to keep kissing her.

~ Sara Sheridan

Beso me without desire so I may hear her coo, that grew in you

~ Sean Thomas Dougherty

I feel alive when you kiss me.

~ Missy Lyons

Because I know it in my bones. You are the only female I desire, the only water that will quench my thirst, the only sun that will warm my skin, the only lips that were made for mine.

~ Dannika Dark

This is an unbearable kiss, unbearable, unreal, unimaginable.” - Esme from Sister Mischief

~ Laura Goode

Because when I kiss you, I want yours to be the first... and last lips I ever kiss.

~ Renee Ahdieh

To describe a kiss is to describe a diary entry or a pair of underwear—each is personal and private, slightly awkward. Very awkward. But necessary.

~ Caroline George

Is it always like that? I ask, breathless. “No,” he says. “It's never like that.” I hear the wonder in his voice. And just like that, everything changes.

~ Nicola Yoon

You are a bright light, Elli.’ His own breath hitches, a sound that I cannot quite grasp. His eyes are darkening, his lips tightening. His hands grasp me tighter and he moves closer, his mouth inches from mine, I can almost taste the sweetness and saltiness of his scent, the rich coffee beans and sugar, the vague spearmint. I say nothing, I’m not even sure I’m breathing.‘You shouldn’t have to see such pain, such blackness. You are too pure.’ His lips do not collide with mine, his skin does not brush against me, only his voice sends a shiver down every notch in my spine, trailing goose bumps over my skin. He tilts his head to the side, his lips gently brushing against my ear. And that is all. I’m not good enough for him. I’m not. That’s why… that’s why…‘Too pure…

~ Charlotte Munro

Around Mik, my powers desert me. I lose basic motor function, like my brain focuses all neural activity on my lips and shifts into kiss preparedness mode way too early, to the detriment of things like speech, and walking.

~ Laini Taylor

Painfully, the tips of his fingers grazed over her neck, torturing her soul. She didn't move as his hand stroked the length of her nape, feeling the slight warmth of her aura make him lightly tingle with a frenzied anticipation. Her blood burned for him, feeling her veins bubble hot as he continued to linger his seductions along the rims of her body. He listened attentively as the beating of her heart increased tri-fold, the quickening pulse thump beneath his horny fingertips.

~ Keira D. Skye

He bowed over her hand and kissed the knuckles. He'd never despised a glove more in his life.

~ Kristi Ann Hunter

After a few brief simple moments, he found her neck, kissing the nape as if it were a peach, grazing her skin barely, causing her to moan out a small tiny little whimper. Before she could take another rbreath, his lips met hers in rapture, and suddenly, she was lost within the tragic abyss of falling beneath a lovebinding spell.

~ Keira D. Skye

If you happen to pass by 84 Charing Cross Road, kiss it for me? I owe it so much.

~ Helene Hanff

But it's this one boy, hanging over a barre, sharing his history, who ended up here with me, in this moment, by pure fate. I wonder what it would be like to kiss him.

~ Jessica Calla