Louise Rennison Quotes

I love kissing. If I could kiss all day, I would. I can’t stop thinking about kissing. I like kissing more than sex because there’s no end to it. You can kiss forever. You can kiss yourself into oblivion. You can kiss all over the body. You can kiss yourself to sleep. And when you wake up, you can’t stop thinking about kissing. Dammit, I can’t get anything done because I’m so busy thinking about kissing. Kissing is madness! But it’s absolute paradise, if you can find a good kisser.

My love runs by like a day in June, And he makes no friends of sorrows. He'll tread his galloping rigadoon In the pathway of the morrows. He'll live his days where the sunbeams start, Nor could storm or wind uproot him. My own dear love, he is all my heart, -- And I wish somebody'd shoot him.

Love!' said the princess. She stamped her foot. 'Why must everyone always speak of love?

You're crazy. You're impossible.' 'I'm crazy?' He tipped my chin up and planted a quick, rough kiss on my mouth. 'And I must be crazy for putting up with it.

Love is not altogether a delirium, yet it has many points in common therewith.

Love is the strange bewilderment that overtakes one person on account of another person.

Where love is concerned, too much is not even enough.

Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.

The first symptom of love in a young man is timidity; in a girl boldness.

Everyone romanticizes somebody.

Such a one do I remember, whom to look at was love.

I fell in love at 14 and I remember that mad, tense feeling and all the mad things you do for the person - all those extremes and all the stuff you don't mind putting up with.

Romance is thinking about your significant other, when you are supposed to be thinking about something else.

I am in love with Larry David.

Red is such an interesting color to correlate with emotion, because it's on both ends of the spectrum. On one end you have happiness, falling in love, infatuation with someone, passion, all that. On the other end, you've got obsession, jealousy, danger, fear, anger and frustration.

May I kiss you then? On this miserable paper? I might as well open the window and kiss the night air.

I love love. I'm, like, obsessed with it.

I wrote 'Kshana Kshanam' with the one and only purpose of impressing Sridevi. 'Kshana Kshanam' was my love letter to her.

The theater was the place where I felt my first crush, and it's where I got my first kiss.

One kiss, I was totally hooked.

Did you know...you make me so happy that sometimes I actually forget to breath? I'll be looking at you, and my chest will get so tight...and it's like, the only thought in my head is how much I want to reach over and kiss you.

You should be kissed everyday, every hour, every minute.

But Anne, do you love him?" I asked curiously. The curve of her hood hid all but the corner of her smile. "I am a fool to own it, but I am in a fever for his touch.

The sweetest thing I've ever known was like the kiss on the collarbone, the soft caress of happiness, the way you walk, your style of dress, I wish I didn't get so weak, oh baby just to hear you speak, makes me argue just to see how much your in love with me

Love isn't quite desire... Love is probably a little bit in The Sandman's domain. Love is partly a dream, it's partly to do with desire, and sometimes it's partly to do with death, as well. It's also very often something to do with delirium.