Related Quotes
kissing boys tree
Patch backed me into a tree and kissed me, hard. I regained my breath. "Boys take not everywhere: That was a kiss. Becca Fitzpatrick
kissing laughing secret
One more secret smile. One more shared laugh. One more electric kiss. Finding him was like finding someone I didn't know I was searching for.
kissing way kiss-me
Kiss me in a way I'll never forget. Kiss me in a way that will stay with me until see you again
kissing should-have answers
Nora: I have questions. Patch: I should have known you've only been keeping me around for answers. Nora: Well, that and your kisses. Anyone ever tell you you're an incredible kisser?
kissing boys notes
Boys everywhere take note: That was a kiss.
kissing ass scooters
You can't tell somebody to kiss your ass on a scooter! Bill Engvall
kissing giving funny-valentine
Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, then a thousand more. Catullus
kissing
Kissing is like art, you just have to be enthusiastically creative. Rose Mashigo
kissing furniture yards
No: What the heck happened? Or: Why did you go from nearly kissing me to tossing me across your yard and into the patio furniture? Carl Jung
season struggle weekend year
Our season was a real struggle all year long. Nothing went our way all year, but this weekend we didn't give up.
season shooting talked
We've talked all season about free-throw shooting. We talk about shooting with confidence.
sea swim temptation
This is my endlessly recurrent temptation: to go down to that Sea, and there neither dive nor swim nor float, but only dabble and splash, careful not to get out of my depth and holding on to the lifeline which connects me with my things temporal. C. S. Lewis
sea roots space
God descends to re-ascend. He comes down; down from the heights of absolute being into time and space, down into humanity ... down to the very roots and sea-bed of the nature He has created. But He goes down to come up again and bring the ruined world up with Him.
sea sail forbidden
I am tormented with an everlasting itch for things remote. I love to sail forbidden seas ... Carl Sagan
sea rivers rumor
Rumor, once started, rushes on like a river, until it mingles with, and is lost in the sea. Antoine Rivarol
season smarter
I was about 20 times smarter before this season started than I am now. Zack Greinke
sea safety riches
Deep in the sea are riches beyond compare, But if you seek safety, it is on the shore. Bill Vaughan
season stands worst
That was the worst part of the season that stands out.
hair broadway saws
The first Broadway show I saw was when I was 11. I saw 'Hair. Bebe Neuwirth
hair auburn mouths
It’s brown.” So maybe I had the teeniest, tiniest, most infinitesimal amount of auburn in my hair. I was still a brunette. “It’s the lighting,” I said. “Yeah, maybe it’s the lightbulbs.” His smile brought up both sides of his mouth, and a dimple surfaced.
hair sides needs
Love the hair. Love when it’s out of control. It’s like seeing a side of you that needs to come out more often.
hair elephants people
Guess who has PE first hour? This is so unfair. I start the day off perspiring like an elephant in heat. Don't the people who make up our schedule understand body odor? Don't they understand frizzy hair? ~Vee
hair shapes sticks
Her hair was strawberry blond, and she had the shape of a popsicle stick: turn her sideways and she practically disappeared.
hair tonight safe
Is that a yes?" he asked, pushing his fingers through my hair, fanning it out around my shoulders and searching my face intently. "Please let it be yes," he said with a gravelly edge. "Stay with me tonight. Let me hold you, even if that's all it is. Let me keep you safe.
hair hands mouths
He grinned when I didn't protest, and lowered his mouth toward mine. The first touch was just that - a touch. A teasing, tempting softness. I licked my lips and Patch's grin deepened. "More?" he asked. I curled my hands into his hair, pulling him closer. "More.
hair ties long
Vee is my un-twin. She's green-eyed, milky blond, and a few pounds over curvy. I'm a smoky-eyed brunette with volumes of curly hair that holds its own against even the best flatiron. And I'm all legs, like a bar stool. But there is an invisible thread the ties us together; both of us swear that tie began long before birth. Both of us swear it will continue to hold for the rest of our lives.
hair tickling feels
Most of all she loved that when she hugged him her head would rest neatly just below his chin, where she could feel his breath lightly blowing her hair and tickling her head. Cecelia Ahern