The worst thing about movie-making is that it's like life: nobody can go back to correct the mistakes.
Then I kissed Max because I loved him, and everyone I had ever loved before had gone away and I had never kissed them goodbye.
He dropped his head and kissed her. He kisses her and it was a kiss of utter certainty, the kind of kiss during which monarchs die and whole continents fall without your even noticing.
Their tongues met, starving, two years without this delicious meal. They kissed and kissed and kissed. The joining of their mouths was more intense than that night on the ferry. This was a kiss of reunion. Of forgiveness. Of coming home.
Perry: Do not play detective. This is not a book. This is not a movie.
Harry: Watch your hand. [Harry slams the door in Harmony's face]
Harry: So the whole... reconcilement... thing? Perry: Reconciliation, idiot.
'My problem was comparatively simple,' Marcus said. 'One kiss was enough to solve it. But that doesn't mean one kiss is enough to wake everyone up and end every nightmare. [...] That's okay,' Marcus whispered to him. 'One kiss doesn't need to be enou...
I sighed softly and basked in the barrage of Ren's kisses- drowning kisses, soft kisses, sultry kisses, kisses that lasted a mere second, and kisses that lasted an eternity. It was easy to believe that my warrior-angel had captured me and had flown m...
I like the way you kiss-a couple of test kisses, then a huge kiss.
The sunlight claps the earth, and the moonbeams kiss the sea: what are all these kissings worth, if thou kiss not me?
Perry: Okay, you've got 30 of my fucking seconds. Thrill me.
Perry: He called her a... well, a bad word. [pause] Perry: Cunt.
Harry: Your mouth is a recommended place to put a sock.
It wasn't the sort of kiss I'd had with him before, hungry, wanting, desperate. It wasn't the sort of kiss I'd had with anyone before. This kiss was so soft that it was like a memory of a kiss, so careful on my lips that it was like someone running h...
There was no time for kissing but she wanted him to know that in the future there would be. A kiss in so much loneliness was like a hand pulling you up out of the water, scooping you up from a place of drowning and into the reckless abundance of air....
He kissed me. He kissed me like a thousand promises were being exchanged through that one kiss.
Perry: [on the phone] What do you mean they gave her back?
Harry: [voiceover] I was wetter than Drew Barrymore at a grunge club.
The night was fading. It was too early to be called dawn yet, but Taylor could just make out the outline of Will's weary, unshaven face. His deep blue eyes were the only color in the gray world of rain and shadows. Will leaned in, and his mouth cover...
Marcello: Indian cook best, but Italian kiss best. Best, best, best. Rani: [in Hindi] Indians are best at everything. Pick out any Emraan Hashmi film, you'll find the best kissing. Marcello: Indians best kissing? Show. Prove it! Rani: [Confused] Kiss...
