Quotes on Kiss Me

A kiss is a rosy dot over the 'i' of loving.

I'm before him on my knees, and he kisses me He assumes I lose my reason and I do. Men are stupid, men are vain, Love's disgusting, love's insane, A humiliating business-oh how true.

'Twas not my lips you kissed but my soul.

That farewell kiss which resembles greeting, that last glance of love which becomes the sharpest pang of sorrow.

Kiss me, so long but as a kiss may last!

How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.