The deepest quality of a work of art will always be the quality of the mind of the producer...No good novel will ever proceed from a superficial mind.
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His kiss was like white lightning, a flash that spread, and spread again, and stayed.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The kiss is intensely electrifying and leaves a lasting impression.
This quote conveys the powerful and unforgettable nature of a kiss, comparing it to a sudden burst of white lightning that resonates and lingers. It captures the essence of love and passion, emphasizing how such moments can be transformative and memorable.
Themes
KissLovePassionMemoryIntensity
In practice
Example use cases
This quote could be shared during a romantic dinner to express the intensity of a relationship.
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