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kissing giving magic
I know that all the magic kisses in the world probably couldn't have helped him today. But I would do anything to have been able to give him one. Gayle Forman
kissing hair waiting-rooms
There are like twenty people in that waiting room right now. Some of them are related to you. Some of them are not. But we're all your family.' "She stops now. Leans over me so that the wisps of her hair tickle my face. She kisses me on the forehead. 'You still have a family,' she whispers. Gayle Forman
kissing night enough
I know that unlike that night, tonight I won't kiss her. Or touch her. Or even see her up close. Tonight, I'll listen. And that'll be enough. Gayle Forman
kissing nymphs perfect
O Helena, goddess, nymph, perfect, divine! To what, my love, shall I compare thine eyne? Crystal is muddy. O, how ripe in show Thy lips, those kissing cherries, tempting grow! William Shakespeare
kissing fire long
These violent delights have violent ends And in their triumph die, like fire and powder, Which as they kiss consume. The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness And in the taste confounds the appetite. Therefore love moderately; long love doth so; Too swift arrives as tardy as too slow. William Shakespeare
kissing long twenties
Ten kisses short as one, one long as twenty. William Shakespeare
kissing fire wife
the fire seven times tried this; seven times tried that judgement is that did never choose amiss some there be that shadows kiss; such have but a shadows bliss, there be fool alive, i wis silverd o'er, and so was this Take what wife you will to bed I will ever be your head. So be gone; you are sped. William Shakespeare
kissing lips found
I dreamt my lady came and found me dead . . . . . . . . . . . . And breathed such life with kisses in my lips That I revived and was an emperor. William Shakespeare
kissing necks this-day
Grab this day by the neck and kiss it. Bill Murray
love-is self class
Self-love is a principle of action; but among no class of human beings has nature so profusely distributed this principle of life and action as through the whole sensitive family of genius. Isaac Disraeli
love-is inconstancy confined
Constancy in love ... is only inconstancy confined to one object. Francois de La Rochefoucauld
love-is men self
Writers are idolized not because they love their fellow men, which is never a recommendation and in extreme instances leads to crucifixion, but because their self-love is in tune with current fears and desires, and in giving it expression they are speaking for an inarticulate multitude. Hugh Kingsmill
love-is feelings arbitrary
Love is a word. A sound. Its association with a particular feeling is arbitrary, unmeasurable, and ultimately meaningless Hugh Laurie
love-is light beloved
Truth is not spoken in anger. Truth is spoken, if it ever comes to be spoken, in love. The gaze of love is not deluded. It sees what is best in the beloved even when what is best in the beloved finds it hard to emerge into the light. J. M. Coetzee
love-is young-love ridiculous
Young love is so ridiculous, as is middle-aged and old love. And it's also hilarious. When have you ever felt so vulnerable and wonderful and terrible at the same time? Grace Helbig
love-is cities appreciate
I'm a London fanatic. That's my city. I love being from there, you don't appreciate it until you go out. John Boyega
love-is giving miracle
Sooner or later all mankind will realize that the greatest cure for all the ills and wrongs, the cares, the sorrow and crimes of humanity rests solely in acts of love. Love is the greatest gift from God. It is the divine spark that everywhere produces and restores life. To each and every one of us, love gives us the power to work miracles with your own life and those we touch. Og Mandino
love-is trying curious
Love. Be curious. Always try to do your best. Oscar de la Renta
flames fire rose
Quick now, here, now, always- A condition of complete simplicity (Costing not less than everything) And all shall be well and All manner of thing shall be well When the tongues of flame are in-folded Into the crowned knot of fire And the fire and the rose are one. T. S. Eliot