Quotes About First Kiss

Quotes tagged as "first-kiss" (showing 1-30 of 97)
Nicholas Sparks
“It wasn't that long, and it certainly wasn't the kind of kiss you see in movies these days, but it was wonderful in its own way, and all I can remember about the moment is that when our lips touched, I knew the memory would last forever.”
Nicholas Sparks, A Walk to Remember

Sarah Addison Allen
“I think Heaven will be like a first kiss.”
Sarah Addison Allen, The Sugar Queen

Cassandra Clare
“It was at first almost as if he hadn't wanted to kiss her. His mouth was hard on hers, unyielding; then he put both arms around her and pulled her against him. His lips softened. She could feel the rapid beat of his heart, taste the sweetness of apples still on his mouth. She wound her hands into his hair, as she'd wanted to do since the first time she'd seen him. His hair curled around her fingers, silky and fine. Her heart was hammering, and there was a rushing sound in her ears, like beating wings”
Cassandra Clare

Stephen Chbosky
“I want to make sure that the first person you kiss loves you, okay?”
Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower

Jay Asher
“Hannah wasn't my first kiss, but the first kiss that mattered: the first kiss with someone who mattered.”
Jay Asher, Thirteen Reasons Why

Veronica Rossi
“That was my first kiss," she said. "My first real one."
He brought his head close, resting his forehead on hers. Blond waves fell around her face, soft against her cheeks. His chest rose and fell as he drew in a breath. "Felt like the first real one for me, too.”
Veronica Rossi, Under the Never Sky

Maud Hart Lovelace
“Then he kissed her. Betsy didn't believe in letting boys kiss you. She thought it was silly to be letting first this boy and then that one kiss you, when it didn't mean a thing. But it was wonderful when Joe Willard kissed her. And it did mean a thing.”
Maud Hart Lovelace, Betsy and Joe

Hermann Hesse
“At the first kiss I felt something melt inside me that hurt in an exquisite way. All my longings, all my dreams and sweet anguish, All the secrets that slept deep within me came awake, Everything was transformed and enchanted, everything made sense.”
Hermann Hesse

Lauren Oliver
“The secret is,” I say, whispering right into his ear, “that yours was the best kiss I’ve ever had in my life.”
“But I’ve never kissed you,” he whispers back. Around us the rain sounds like falling glass. “Not since third grade, anyway.”
I smile, but I’m not sure if he can see it.
“Better get started, then,” I say, “because I don’t have much time.”
Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall

Steve Kluger
“A first kiss after five months means more than a first kiss after five minutes.”
Steve Kluger, My Most Excellent Year

Liz Reinhardt
“Can I..." He stopped and his jaw flexed. "Can I kiss you?"
I didn't answer, and he didn't wait for me to. His hands caught me gently behind the neck and he pressed his mouth to mine, softly but firmly. Then he moved one arm around my waist and pulled me closer to him.”
Liz Reinhardt, Double Clutch

Richelle Mead
“Why?" He asked. " because it was the closest I could get to doing this."
He reached out and pulled me to him, one hand on my waist and the other behind my neck. He tipped my head up and lowered his lips on mine. I closed my eyes and melted as my whole body was consumed in that kiss. I was nothing. I was everything. Chills ran over my skin, and fire burnt inside me. His body pressed closer to mine, and I wrapped my arms around his neck. His lips were warmer and softer than anything I could have imagined, yet fierce and powerful at the same time. Mine responded hungrily, and I tightened my hold on him. His fingers slid down the back of my neck, tracing its shape, and every place they touched was electric.
But perhaps the best part of all that was that I, Sydney Katherine Sage, guilty of constantly analyzing the world around me, well, I stopped thinking.
And it was glorious.
At least, it was until I started thinking again.”
Richelle Mead, The Golden Lily

Gina Damico
“Then something happened in the next two seconds, but neither Lex nor Driggs would be able to recall exactly what. All they knew was that after it was over, their eyes met once again, this time in horror.
“Why did you just kiss my ear?” Lex asked nervously.
Driggs winced. “Because you turned your head.”
“I thought that tree . .  . moved.”
“Oh.”
Another moment of silence.
Driggs bit his lip. “Do you mind if I try again?”
She swallowed. “Okay.”
Then something else happened, and this time both Lex and Driggs would remember exactly what it was.”
Gina Damico, Croak

Alex Flinn
“I wanted to preserve this moment, this slice of time when the night was cool and bright with reflected moonlight and the possibility of a kiss hung between us, full of unspent promise. Every event in my life after this would be different because I would have been kissed.”
Alex Flinn, Bewitching

Rick Yancey
“You’re the mayfly,' he murmurs.
And then Evan Walker kisses me.
Holding my hand across his chest, his other hand sliding across my neck, his touch feathery soft, sending a shiver that travels down my spine into my legs, which are having a hard time keeping me upright. I can feel his heart slamming against my palm and I can smell his breath and feel the stubble on his upper lip, a sandpapery contrast to the softness of his lips, and Evan is looking at me and I’m looking back at him.”
Rick Yancey, The 5th Wave

E.M. Forster
“Eccolo!” he exclaimed.

At the same moment the ground gave way, and with a cry she fell out of the wood. Light and beauty enveloped her. She had fallen on to a little open terrace, which was covered with violets from end to end.

“Courage!” cried her companion, now standing some six feet above. “Courage and love.”

She did not answer. From her feet the ground sloped sharply into view, and violets ran down in rivulets and streams and cataracts, irrigating the hillside with blue, eddying round the tree stems, collecting into pools in the hollows, covering the grass with spots of azure foam. But never again were they in such profusion; this terrace was the well-head, the primal source whence beauty gushed out to water the earth.

Standing at its brink, like a swimmer who prepares, was the good man. But he was not the good man that she had expected, and he was alone.

George had turned at the sound of her arrival. For a moment he contemplated her, as one who had fallen out of heaven. He saw radiant joy in her face, he saw the flowers beat against her dress in blue waves. The bushes above them closed. He stepped quickly forward and kissed her…”
E.M. Forster, A Room with a View

“Do you remember our first kiss? I do. Not a day goes by I don’t think of the feel of that bicuspid against my tongue. It had such a distinctive feel, neither cuspid nor molar…but I’m not sure it knew that – that was what endeared it to me so. It was like the blunted tusk of a wild boar.”
Benson Bruno, A Story That Talks about Talking Is Like Chatter to Chattering Teeth, and Every Set of Dentures Can Attest to the Fact That No..

Carmen DeSousa
“A great book increases my heartbeat as if I’m prey, melts my insides in anticipation of a first kiss, immerses me in its depths.”
Carmen DeSousa

“He laughed and was about to retort when she grabbed his collar and pulled him into her. She clamped her lips around his mouth and mashed her face into his. He took a step back in surprise and she went with him, stepping in a patch of wet floor. Her legs went out from under her and flailed as she fell, whacking him in the throat on the way down. She looked up at him as he gagged and coughed, and from across the corridor she could hear Tanith laughing hysterically. "I think I need practice," Valkyrie muttered.”
Derek Landy, Dark Days

“That's when Poppy kissed me. I didn't have time to get ready. She just kissed me there and then, right on the lips. It felt lovely. I wasn't even scared this time. It was warm and not too wet. I didn't get any tongue. Her breath smelled like Orange Tic Tacs.”
Stephen Kelman, Pigeon English

Amy E. Reichert
“The cocktails were fizzy and pink toward the top, then became a dark red at the bottom of the glass.
"What's in this thing?" murmured MJ.
"I call it a First Kiss," Doyle said.
"Why?"
Doyle's mouth twitched into a saucy grin.
"Because it's sweet and simple with the first sip. But each sip after becomes more intense and irresistible.”
Amy E. Reichert, Luck, Love & Lemon Pie

Stephanie Perkins
“Not always getting what you want, but sometimes getting what you need.”
Stephanie Perkins, My True Love Gave to Me: Twelve Holiday Stories

Stephanie Perkins
“Things are not always how they seem.”
Stephanie Perkins, My True Love Gave to Me: Twelve Holiday Stories

Stephanie Perkins
“You can't undo loss. You can't unmake a mistake.”
Stephanie Perkins, My True Love Gave to Me: Twelve Holiday Stories

Stephanie Perkins
“If you like someone, you should have to make an effort.”
Stephanie Perkins, My True Love Gave to Me: Twelve Holiday Stories

“Glances were exchanged and heart skipped beats,
when we knew not of what it meant.
In the fad of love I believed.
Until I found him pleasuring someone else with what was supposed to be my First Kiss!”
Priyansha Vashi

Donna Kauffman
“I'll apologize," he said, "for the poor timing. And the sorry lack of forethought in not making my interest known. But no' for kissin' you, Leilani. Or, more t' the point, for wantin' to." He stopped, hearing the accent of his childhood creeping back into his words.
He smiled broadly then, to cover how much that little backside had shaken him, knowing full well he was relying on his infamous rapscallion grin that had, from a very young age, gotten him out of countless scrapes and sticky situations. For a very long time, it had been the only thing he'd had going for him. Leilani would not likely be swayed... but it was a defense mechanism he couldn't override at the moment. "It wasn't exactly how I'd imagined it, but I promise you, I'm nothing if not diligent when trying to perfect something new. "
She said nothing to that.
Keeping the smile in place suddenly took quite a bit of work, so he turned and opened the door.
"You imagined kissing me?"
He jerked his gaze back to hers, his grin broadening further, without the least bit of calculation this time. "It's been the centerpiece of some of my very best daydreams." He wisely left unspoken the far more vivid ones he'd had at night.”
Donna Kauffman, Sugar Rush

Matt Haig
“She leaned towards me and kissed me on the lips. It was just a peck, but a peck on the lips was not just a peck.
'What was that for?' I asked.
I could just about see her smile in the moonlight. It wasn't a flirtatious smile. It was a plain, matter-of-fact one. 'For you to have something else to occupy your mind.”
Matt Haig, How to Stop Time

“Nothing is as sensual as the first kiss of snow in the winter.”
Anthony T.Hincks

Alison Hendricks
“His tongue darts over his lips in the same way it does when he's busy concentrating. Only this time, his focus seems to be on me.
I can't even catch up to the possibility before his mouth comes down on mine.”
Alison Hendricks, Strong Side

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