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Western society has accepted as unquestionable a technological imperative that is quite as arbitrary as the most primitive taboo: not merely the duty to foster invention and constantly to create technological novelties, but equally the duty to surrender to these novelties unconditionally, just because they are offered, without respect to their human consequences.
— Lewis Mumford
And no wonder; for the new technique of "subliminal projection," as it was called, was intimately associated with mass entertainment, and in the life of civilized human beings massed entertainment now plays a part comparable to that played in the Middle Ages be religion.
— Aldous Huxley, Brave New World / Brave New World Revisited
When we introduce new technologies into our classrooms we are teaching our students twice.
— Michael Joseph Brown
Using Facebook is like taking a Dyson to your spare time.
— Gemini Adams, The Facebook Diet: 50 Funny Signs of Facebook Addiction and Ways to Unplug with a Digital Detox
She hung up before he could say goodbye. Stood there with her arm cocked, phone at ear-level, suddenly aware of the iconic nature of her unconscious pose. Some very considerable part of the gestural language of public places, that had once belong to cigarettes, now belonged to phones.
— William Gibson, Zero History
In pursuing a ‘way,’ Japanese typically move beyond an interest in craftsmanship to a kind of sacred search for the ultimate.
— Morinosuke Kawaguchi, Geeky-Girly Innovation: A Japanese Subculturalist's Guide to Technology and Design
Progress in science and technology is real, but it builds on past truths without rejecting them. Computers don’t have to be re-invented in order to keep getting better; innovations expand what they already do. Knowledge accumulates, so it can increase. Scientists and engineers know this, but artists, authors, and philosophers keep trying to start over from ground zero in the humanities. Thus, they don’t really progress—they become primitive.
— Gene Edward Veith Jr.
Best not to take, yet doubt its strength,A leash with Demons at its length.
— McKenzie Bodkin, The Water Mage's Daughter: A Novel of Love, Magic and War in Verse
Until you get to know them in person, anyone you correspond with online remains a stranger.
— Michael Miller
But aside from a few migraines, you can't possibly imagine any OBEY drawbacks that CEASE REPRODUCTION could come with SUBMIT merging CONSUME your thoughts with EMBRACE YOUR CULLING experimental technology CONFORM TO SOCIAL ORDER from an STAY ASLEEP extremely powerful DIE corporation, wait what?
— Andrew Hussie
In an age of infinite digital documentation, paper was the last safe place for secrets.
— Evan Angler, Swipe
..books look as if they contain knowledge, while e-readers look as if they contain information.
— Julian Barnes
A tap is a zero-length swipe.
— Apple Inc.
Every social association that is not face-to-face is injurious to your health
— Nassim Nicholas Taleb
The overwhelming noise we live with has made a fundamental pleasure like sex somehow less exciting, less satisfying, than it was for our libidinous forefathers and mothers. It seems to me that for sex and other pleasures to be enjoyed to the fullest, a certain contemplative quality to life must be present. If you doubt this imagine yourself for a moment having sex. Now imagine you wished to increase the pleasure you were feeling, feel it more intensely. What might you do? Well one of the things you'd probably do is close your eyes. What this does of course is shut out other stimuli. The visual quiet increases your sensual enjoyment and you concentrate more fully on the pleasure. The same is true for the removal of auditory noise as well. Well my feeling is that the average person has a much harder time doing this today than they would have decades ago. Today you close your eyes and shut off Television but the noise persists. It's part of our fabric now, our biology, and all other pleasures including sex are diminished as a result. We don't notice this derogation by the way and sex still feels great, don't get me wrong, but I think the difference is there nonetheless. Like the difference between seeing breasts when you're thirty as opposed to when you were thirteen.
— Sergio de la Pava, A Naked Singularity
She shrugged, looking as baffled by it as he felt. "I don't know. I wonder sometimes if people even know what love is anymore. Some days, when I'm watching my friends change lovers as unperturbedly as they change shoes, I think the world just got filled with too many people, and all our technological advances made things so easy that it cheapened our most basic, essential value somehow," she told him. "It's like spouses are commodities nowadays: disposable, constantly getting tossed back out for trade on the market and everyone's trying to trade up, up--like there is a 'trading up' in love." She rolled her eyes. "No way. That's not for me. I'm having one husband. I'm getting married once. When you know going in that you're staying for life, it makes you think harder about it, go slower, choose really well.
— Karen Marie Moning, Spell of the Highlander
The information age is so psychotic – without the cell phone and Internet, I would be drama free right now.
— Lauren Barnholdt, Two-Way Street
People, there's no such thing as, THE BEST CAMERA BRAND, but yes there will always be THE BEST CAMERA AT ANY GIVEN TIME. Technology will change, but not art.
— Ashraf Saharudin
if it works it's obsolete
— Marshall McLuhan
I've heard it said that technology makes a good person better, and it makes a bad person worse. That's okay with me. I say we keep building new versions of ourselves, keep exploring the unknown, and keep growing. We're gonna be fine. Different, but fine.
— Daniel H. Wilson, Amped
When you stand inside somebody's library, you get a powerful sense of who they are, and not just who they are now but who they've been. . . . It's a wonderful thing to have in a house. It's something I worry is endangered by the rise of the e-book. When you turn off an e-book, there's no map. All that's left behind is a chunk of gray plastic. ~ Lev Grossman
— Leah Price, Unpacking My Library: Writers and Their Books
God, don't they teach you how to spell these days?""No," I answer. "They teach us to use spell-check.
— Jodi Picoult
Just as television didn't put an end to radio or the movies (to say nothing of books), I don't think e-books will put an end to hard copies, even for someone like me who loves technology and does not fetishize the physical medium of books. ~ Steven Pinker, author of The Lauguage Instinct, How the Mind Works The Blank Slate and The Stuff of Thought: Language as a Window into Human Nature.
— Leah Price, Unpacking My Library: Writers and Their Books
Someday, it will be hard to remember why we were once so fired up about 3G connectivity and the wonders of mobile broadband. Seamless, lightning-fast connectedness will be a given everywhere on Earth, and today's gadgets will be quaint museum pieces. At that point, all we'll care about is what kind of life these devices have created for us. And if it isn't a good life, we'll wonder what we did wrong.
— William Powers, Hamlet's BlackBerry: A Practical Philosophy for Building a Good Life in the Digital Age
She flipped through the pages of her apps, as if Apple made an app for "Escape from a deserted island.
— Kimberly Kinrade, Forbidden Life
We continuously enhance our knowledge base be it latest in technology, market scenario or customer requirements.
— UAE Exchange
I was impressed by the scene in Apollo 13 where the astronauts request confirmation of their calculations and several people at Mission Control dive for their slide rules. For several months after that, my standard response to statements like "We must implement multi-processor object-oriented Java-based client-server technologies immediately!" was "You know, FORTRAN and slide rules put men on the moon and got them back safely multiple times."Tended to shut them up, at least for a moment.
— Matt Roberts
RE: Kindle, iPad, et cetera: For a researcher, these new ways of accessing information are just extraordinary. I thing it introduces the possibility of a new standard of cognitive exactness and precision. ~ Rebecca Goldstein, author of Properties of Light: A Novel of Love, Betrayal and Quantum Physics.
— Leah Price, Unpacking My Library: Writers and Their Books
To hell with you. To hell with you and to hell with the Internet.
— Ray Bradbury
We have too many cellphones. We've got too many internets. We have got to get rid of those machines. We have too many machines now.
— Ray Bradbury
Kiss me, and you will see how important I am.
— Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of Sylvia Plath
Make me immortal with a kiss.
— Christopher Marlowe, Doctor Faustus and Other Plays, Parts 1-2
A kiss is a secret which takes the lips for the ear.
— Edmond Rostand, Cyrano de Bergerac
But because two can play at this game, I stand on tiptoe and kiss his cheek. Right on his bruise. 
— Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games
Do you remember,” he said, “when we first met and I told you I was ninety percent sure putting a rune on you wouldn’t kill you—and you slapped me in the face and told me it was for the other ten percent?” Clary nodded.“I always figured a demon would kill me,” he said. “A rogue Downworlder. A battle. But I realized then that I just might die if I didn’t get to kiss you, and soon.” Clary licked her dry lips. “Well, you did,” she said. “Kiss me, I mean.”He reached up and took a curl of her hair between his fingers. He was close enough that she could feel the warmth of his body, smell his soap and skin and hair.“Not enough,” he said, letting her hair slip through his fingers. “If I kiss you all day every day for the rest of my life, it won’t be enough.
— Cassandra Clare, City of Lost Souls
I stood on my toes and stole a soft kiss from his lips. "Surprise attack," I said.Sam leaned down and kissed me back, his mouth lingering on mine, teeth grazing my lower lip, making me shiver. "Surprise attack back.""Sneaky," I said, my voice breathier than I intended.
— Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver
Where should one use perfume?" a young woman asked. "Wherever one wants to be kissed.
— Coco Chanel
I had to do that. At least once.
— Suzanne Collins, Catching Fire
Because there's nothing more beautiful than the way the ocean refuses to stop kissing the shoreline, no matter how many times it's sent away.
— Sarah Kay
Our only kiss was like an accident- a beautiful gasoline rainbow.
— Alice Sebold, The Lovely Bones
I settled on the floor and whispered to Sam, “I want you to listen to me, if you can.” I leaned the side of my face against his ruff and remembered the golden wood he had shown me so long ago. I remembered the way the yellow leaves, the color of Sam’s eyes, fluttered and twisted, crashing butterflies, on their way to the ground. The slender white trunks of the birches, creamy and smooth as human skin. I remembered Sam standing in the middle of the wood, his arms stretched out, a dark, solid form in the dream of the trees. His coming to me, me punching his chest, the soft kiss. I remembered every kiss we’d ever had, and I remembered every time I’d curled in his human arms. I remembered the soft warmth of his breath on the back of my neck while we slept.I remembered Sam.
— Maggie Stiefvater, Shiver
Sean reaches between us and slides a thin bracelet of red ribbons over my free hand. Lifting my arm, he presses his lips against the inside of my wrist. I'm utterly still; I feel my pulse tap several times against his lips, and then he releases my hand."For luck," he says. He takes Dove's lead from me."Sean," I say, and he turns. I take his chin and kiss his lips, hard. I'm reminded, all of a sudden, of that first day on the beach, when I pulled his head from the water. "For luck," I say to his startled face.
— Maggie Stiefvater, The Scorpio Races
Earthquakes just happen. Tornadoes just happen. Your tongue does not just happen to fall into some other girls mouth!
— Gemma Halliday, Deadly Cool
Well, it's either kiss me or kill me, that's how I see it.
— Tom Waits
Then come here," he said, a bit redundantly, as he had already pulled her with him into an armchair and curled her up in his arms. "Tell me what I can do to help you feel be
— Kristin Cashore, Fire
Magnus reached for Alec, but instead of rising to his feet, he pulled Alec against him, his hand sliding up Alec’s back to knot in his hair. Magnus pulled Alec down and against him, and kissed him,hard and awkward and determined, and Alec froze for a moment and then abandoned himself to it, to kissing Magnus, something he’d thought he’d never get to do again. Alec ran his hands up Magnus’sshoulders to the sides of his neck and cupped his hands there, holding Magnus in place while he kissed him thoroughly breathless.
— Cassandra Clare, City of Heavenly Fire
I touch her cheek to slow the kiss down, holding her mouth on mine so I can feel every place where our lips touch and every place where they pull away. I savor the air we share in the second afterwards and the slip of her nose across mine. I think of something to say, but it is too intimate, so I swallow it. A moment later I decide I don't care. "I wish we were alone," I say as I back out of the cell. She smiles. "I almost always wish that.
— Veronica Roth, Allegiant
Teasing's part of the fun that comes before kissing
— Lois Lowry, Messenger
One day, Liesel.' he said, 'you'll be dying to kiss me.
— Markus Zusak, The Book Thief
Now a soft kiss - Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
— John Keats
It was the best first kiss in the history of first kisses. It was as sweet as sugar. And it was warm, as warm as pie. The whole world opened up and I fell inside. I don't know where I was, but I didn't care. I didn't care because the only person who mattered was there with me.
— Sarah Addison Allen, The Sugar Queen
He kisses me like he's giving me every kiss he wishes he could have given me the past, and every kiss he'll wish he could give me in the future.All at once.
— Colleen Hoover, Confess
They meet in the girls' bathroom. The last time they were forced to meet in a place like this, they took separate, isolated stalls. Now they share one. They hold each other in the tight space, making no excuses for it. There's no time left in their lives for games, or for awkwardness, or for pretending they don't care about each others, and so they kiss as if they've done it forever. As if it is as crucial as the need for oxygen.
— Neal Shusterman, Unwind
Then he kissed her. At his lips' touch she blossomed for him like a flower and the incarnation was complete.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
Her fingertips reached to trace the damage, but he grasped her hand with his own. He leaned down, far enough that the dark ends of his hair brushed feather-light against her face, caught in her lashes.
— Kelly Creagh, Nevermore
It was exactly as he’d thought it would be, like the first time and the millionth time all at once, like being wide awake, like losing his balance. Only this time, it wasn’t just him; this time, they were losing their balance together.
— Jennifer E. Smith, This Is What Happy Looks Like
What was a kiss without a kiss?" It was a tablecloth tugged from beneath a party service, everything jumbled against everything else in just a few chaotic moments. Fingers in hair. Hands cupping necks. Mouths dragged on cheeks and chins in dangerous proximity.
— Maggie Stiefvater, Blue Lily, Lily Blue
Shut up and kiss me, Duchess.”“Max!”“All right, I’ll kiss you.
— Kristen Ashley, The Gamble
I'm going to kiss you now, and I don't know if I'll ever stop.
— Jamie McGuire, Providence
Kiss me until I forget how terrified I am of everything wrong with my life.
— Beau Taplin
You should be kissed and by someone who knows how.
— Margaret Mitchell, Gone with the Wind
One day you may kiss a man you can’t breathe without, and find breath is of little consequence.”“Right, and one day my prince might come.”“I doubt he’ll be a prince, Ms. Lane. Men rarely are.
— Karen Marie Moning, Bloodfever
The kiss itself is immortal. It travels from lip to lip, century to century, from age to age. Men and women garner these kisses, offer them to others and then die in turn.
— Guy de Maupassant, The Complete Short Stories of Guy de Maupassant, Part One
Cole sat back up, slowly, and I opened my eyes. His expression, as ever, was blank, the face he wore when something mattered. He said, "That's how I would kiss you, if I loved you.
— Maggie Stiefvater, Forever
Impulsively, I lean forward and kiss him, stopping his word. This is probably overdue anyway since he’s right, we are supposed to be madly in love.
— Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games
Try it again," I said. "Kiss me.""No," he said."Kis
— Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe
Besides, if one little kiss makes her a slut, I'd hate to know what that makes you.
— Kelly Oram, Being Jamie Baker
She could not bear to look at him just now. If she did, she might well slap him again. Or cry. Or kiss him. And never know which was right and which was wrong and which was madness.
— George R.R. Martin
A sunset is the sun’s fiery kiss to the night.
— Crystal Woods, Write like no one is reading 3
It’s the first time I’ve ever kissed a boy, which should make some sort of impression I guess, but all I can register is how unnaturally hot his lips are from the fever.
— Suzanne Collins, The Hunger Games
I should’ve been very cross with Anubis. Kissing me without permission—the nerve!
— Rick Riordan, The Throne of Fire
She is so lovely she could kill you without you even noticing it. A monster girl who knows when to kiss and when to kill.
— Cameron Jace, Snow White Sorrow
What are you doing?""What I've wanted to do for a long time."She couldn't move, couldn't think. She was lost in his dark eyes, and as he slowly lowered his head toward hers, she whispered, "Are you going to throttle me, then?"He was laughing when he kissed her.
— Julie Garwood, Ransom
What you should really be sorry for," he continued, "is that for the rest of my life, I'll have to avoid wine cellars to keep from thinking about you.""Why? Was kissing me that bad?"A devil-solf whisper. "No sweetheart. It was that good.
— Lisa Kleypas, Blue-Eyed Devil
Don't you want me to kiss you goodbye, sweetie?""Kiss a cow farm boy
— Nora Roberts
I'll stay away from you and you'll stay away from me. I'm already over this insignificant, puny, inconsequential attraction. I don't even remember kissing you."They had reached the cluster of trees in front of the courtyard leading to Frances Catherine's cottage when she told him that outrageous lie."The hell you have forgotten," he muttered. He grabbed hold of her shoulders and forced her to turn around. Then he took hold of her chin and pushed her face up."What do you think you're doing?" she demanded."Reminding you.
— Julie Garwood, The Secret
I want to touch with my mouth. His mouth, with my mouth. Maybe his neck, too. But first things first: Make him aware I exist.It’s possible that he is already aware, if only in a ‘don't step on the small girl’ kind of way.
— Laini Taylor, Night of Cake & Puppets
And yes, when he kisses you, the rest of the world disappears and your brain shuts off and all you can feel are his lips and nothing else matters.
— Jess Rothenberg, The Catastrophic History of You and Me
I guess it’s time.”While Cress’s thoughts continued to churn through the horrible things that could happen to her, she felt herself being suddenly spun around and dipped backward, a supportive arm scooping beneath her back. She yelped and caught herself on Thorne’s shoulder.Then he was kissing her.
— Marissa Meyer, Cress
We kissed for aboutthe thousandth time,No promises,no demands,Just solid rebuildingof shattered trust.
— Ellen Hopkins, Crank
I wished it was raining," he said."I don't need the rain," I said. "I need you.
— Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe
Suddenly, I was just sure he was going to kiss me. He was there, I could feel his breath, the ground solid beneath us. But then something crossed his face, a thought, a hesitation, and he shifted slightly. Not now. Not yet. It was something I'd done so often - weighing what I could afford to risk, right at that moment - that I recognized it instantly. It was like looking in a mirror.
— Sarah Dessen, What Happened to Goodbye
She turned suddenly, and before I could react, framed my face with her hands and pressed her lips to mine.I froze, mostly in shock, but after a moment my body uncoiled and I closed my eyes, relaxing into her. I remembered this; the feel of her lips on mine,cool and soft, the touch of her fingers on my skin. I remembered her scent, those long nights when we would lie under the cold, frozen stars,dreaming in each other’s arms.For a second, my body reacted instinctively. I started to pull us closer, to wrap my arms around her and return the kiss with equal passion…but, thenI stopped.I remembered this perfectly; every shining moment with Ariella was forever etched into my mind. What we’d had, what we’d shared, everything. I’dbuilt a shrine to her in my memories, carefully tended with grief and anger and regret. I knew every inch of our relationship, the passion, the feelingof emptiness when we weren’t together, the longing and, yes, the love. I had been in love with Ariella. I remembered what she’d meant to me once,what I’d felt for her then……and what I didn’t feel for her now.
— Julie Kagawa, The Iron Knight
Can I try something?" I said. "If you dont' like it, I'll stop.
— Aimee Carter, The Goddess Test
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. A kiss, another kiss.
— Ann Patchett, Bel Canto
I wanted more of those sweltering kisses. I felt terrible about that. But the warm sunny fragrance of him...he smelled better than any human being I'd ever met. "Okay" I said unsteadily, "forget what I said about not exchanging names. Who are you?""For you, honey...I'm trouble." -Haven & Hardy
— Lisa Kleypas, Blue-Eyed Devil
Kiss me"“You’re a fucking nightmare.”“Kiss me.”“You’re ruining my life.”“Kiss me, Jethro. Kiss me.
— Pepper Winters, First Debt
O Mistress mine, where are you roaming?O, stay and hear; your true love's coming,That can sing both high and low:Trip no further, pretty sweeting;Journeys end in lovers meeting,Every wise man's son doth know.What is love? 'Tis not hereafter;Present mirth hath present laughter;What's to come is still unsure:In delay there lies not plenty;Then, come kiss me, sweet and twenty,Youth's a stuff will not endure.
— William Shakespeare
A kiss, when all is told, what is it? An oath taken a little closer, a promise more exact. A wish that longs to be confirmed, a rosy circle drawn around the verb 'to love'. A kiss is a secret which takes the lips for the ear, a moment of infinity humming like a bee, a communion tasting of flowers, a way of breathing in a little of the heart and tasting a little of the soul with the edge of the lips!
— Edmond Rostand, Cyrano de Bergerac
Believe this," he whispered, and kissed her with the sharp, sleek kiss, the silver kiss, so swift and true, and razor sharp, and her warmth was flowing into him.
— Annette Curtis Klause, The Silver Kiss
How she felt when he kissed her- like a tub of roses swimming in honey, cologne, nutmeg and blackberries.
— Samuel Sullivan Cox
I won’t touch you,” I assured him, knowing I could throw a burst of energy that would undoubtedly drop the curtain on the moment. “I have it under control.”He traced the line of my clavicle with this finger and kissed the corners of my mouth. “Not even if I ask? I want your fingerprints all over me like a crime scene.
— Dannika Dark, Twist
When you meet someoneso different from yourself,in a good way,you don’t even have to kissto have fireworks go off.
— Lisa Schroeder, I Heart You, You Haunt Me
Of course one kiss changes things. If it's done right, a kiss changes everything.
— Tessa Dare, Romancing the Duke
See the mountains kiss high HeavenAnd the waves clasp one another;No sister-flower would be forgivenIf it disdained its brother;And the sunlight clasps the earth,And the moonbeams kiss the sea -What is all this sweet work worthIf thou kiss not me? 
— Percy Bysshe Shelley
If you wanted to play with fire, milady, you could have simply asked me for a kiss or three.
— Lisa Mantchev, So Silver Bright
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
I’m sorry I can’t do more. But happy birthday, Sadie.” He leaned forward and kissed me on the lips.
— Rick Riordan, The Throne of Fire
I’ve been kissed by men who did a very good job. But they don’t give kissing their whole attention. They can’t. No matter how hard they try parts of their minds are on something else. Missing the last bus—or their chances of making the gal—or their own techniques in kissing—or maybe worry about jobs, or money, or will husband or papa or the neighbors catch on. Mike doesn’t have technique . . . but when Mike kisses you he isn’t doing anything else. You’re his whole universe . . . and the moment is eternal because he doesn’t have any plans and isn’t going anywhere. Just kissing you.
— Robert A. Heinlein, Stranger in a Strange Land
As I kissed her the heat of her body increased, and it exhaled a wild, untamed fragrance.
— Gabriel García Márquez, Memories of My Melancholy Whores
He nodded and leaned down to kiss me. I let him, Dad be damned.
— S.C. Stephens, Effortless
And when it comes, her kiss is like something not so much felt as found.
— Libba Bray, Going Bovine
Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight just a touch in the fire burning so bright no I don't wanna mess this thing up I don't wanna push too far just a shot in the dark that you just might be the one I've been waiting for my whole life but baby I'm alright with just a kiss goodnight
— Lady Antebellum, Lady Antebellum
As to my mouth, of all my features, I wish I could possess my mouth again, just as it had been before the fire. I had my mother’s lips, generous below and above; and what kissing I had practiced, mainly on my hand or on a lonely pig, had convinced me that my lips would be the source of my good fortune. I would kiss with them, and lie with them, I would make victims and willing slaves of anyone my eyes desired, simply by talking a little, and following the talk with kisses, and the kisses with demands. And they’d melt into compliance, everyone of them, happy to perform the most demeaning acts as long as I was there to reward them with a long, tongue-tied kiss when they were done. But the fire didn’t spare my lips; it took them too, erasing them utterly.
— Clive Barker, Mister B. Gone
He put the box in Kahlan's lap. As she picked it up, she gave him the biggest smile he had ever seen. Before he even knew what he had done, he had leaned over and given Kahlan a quick kiss. Her eyes went wide, and she didn't kiss him back, but the feel of her lips shocked him into realizing what he had done.Oh. Sorry," he said.She laughed. "Forgiven.
— Terry Goodkind, Wizard's First Rule
I cupped her chin and tilted it back, deepening the kiss, wanting to somehow claim her very soul. Funny thing was, it was my soul that was being claimed, my breath that was being stolen, and my heart that was pounding crazy fast in my chest.
— Jennifer L. Armentrout, The Return
For one entire day I let his kiss burn on my cheek and into my blood and I don't push the memory away... This kiss, these words, they feel like beginning.
— Ally Condie, Matched
It seems that I have been held in some dreaming stateA tourist in the waking world world, never quite awake.No kiss, no gentle word could wake me from this slumber,Until I realised that it was you who held me under.
— Florence + the  Machine
It seared her senses; it made her feel alive, even as it sucked that life away - and she kept coming back to it, again and again. Waves of sensation pulled her under - drowning her. But Blue made drowning feel like the loveliest thing. Like she was losing her breath, but she didn't need it, didn't want it, only wanted him.
— Sarah Cross, Kill Me Softly
It's like this," Nana says. "All your life you're yellow. Then one day you brush up against something blue, the barest touch, and voila, the rest of your life you're green.
— Tess Callahan
What's wrong?" His voice was loud, so sharp that he sounded angry.I knew I should be careful, keep the secret, but I was too far gone to talk around it. My chest was working in huge spasms and I could barely breathe. "I kissed her.""And then you went into anaphylactic shock?"I closed my eyes and let the rain patter against my face through the open window "She has her tongue pierced.
— Brenna Yovanoff, The Replacement
You know what they say about mistakes though,' she said, all breathy and half-lipsy. 'It's the only way you ever learn anything.' And she leant forward and kissed him. Right there, in the middle of the bar. Right there, in the middle of his lips.
— Gabrielle Williams, Beatle Meets Destiny
And then, just at that moment, when I'm no longer sure if I'm dreaming or awake or walking some valley in between where everything you wish for comes true, I feel the flutter of his lips on mine, but it's too late, I'm slipping, I'm gone, he's gone, and the moment curls away and back on itself like a flower folding up for the night.
— Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall
I want to give you back your first kiss, the one that jerk stole fromyou. And I want it to be something that even a coma can't make youforget.
— Shelly Crane, Wide Awake
You sound worked up. Really worked up. No, that's not it. You sound agitated...flustered...aroused." I could feel her eyes widen. "He kissed you, didn't he?"No answer."He did! I knew it! I've seen the way he looks at you. I knew this was coming. I saw it from a mile away."I didn't want to think about it."What was it like?" Vee pressed. "A peach kiss? A plum kiss? Or an al-fal-fa kiss?""What?""Was it a peck, did mouths part, or was there tongue? Never mind. You don't have to answer that. Patch isn't the kind of guy to deal with preliminaries. There was tongue involved. Guaranteed.
— Becca Fitzpatrick
If a kiss could be seen I think it would look like a violet,' said Priscilla.Anne glowed.'I'm so glad you spoke that thought, Priscilla, instead of just thinking it and keeping it to yourself. This world would be a much more interesting place…although it is very interesting, anyhow…if people spoke out their real thoughts.
— L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea
If he'd been any other boy, and this was any other world, I would have kissed him. Nothing could have stopped me.
— Sarah Dessen, The Truth About Forever
Joie," he said with his lips hovering over mine. "What?" I felt my heart flutter. "Shut up," he muttered and then he kissed me.
— Leah Spiegel, Foolish Games
So that’s our approach. Very simple, and we’re really shooting for Museum of Modern Art quality. The way we’re running the company, the product design, the advertising, it all comes down to this: Let’s make it simple. Really simple.” Apple’s design mantra would remain the one featured on its first brochure: “Simplicity is the ultimate sophistication.
— Walter Isaacson, Steve Jobs
If I thought being kissed by Tyr had been what kissing was all about, I had been wrong. This kiss trampled Tyr's kiss, threw it to the ground, and danced on its grave.
— Eilis O'Neal, The False Princess
I don't know much about kisses, but I can assure you that hers were no less fierce than a swarm of bullets tearing the air
— Xavier Velasco
I kiss [her] even though I know that if you kiss a girl before you are married to her you might get AIDS.
— Josh Sundquist, Just Don't Fall: How I Grew Up, Conquered Illness, and Made It Down the Mountain
When their lips met, and their tongues touched, it was like they were kissing in a hundred different places, and her senses were flooded with new sensations and old memoires. He kissed her, and their souls melted into each other in a melody older than time.
— Melissa de la Cruz, Blue Bloods
I got a question for you, gonna come over here and kiss me with those pretty lips?
— Agatha Bird, Like a Sparrow Through the Heart
All Mattia saw was a shadow moving toward him. He instinctively closed his eyes and then felt Alice’s hot mouth on his, her tears on his cheek, or maybe they weren’t hers, and finally her hands, so light, holding his head still and catching all his thoughts and imprisoning them there, in the space that no longer existed between them.
— Paolo Giordano, The Solitude of Prime Numbers
You’d kiss me back right now if I kissed you,” he said, and I tried to decide whether to even attempt denial. “But then you’d remember him and you’d feel bad for it.
— Heather Hildenbrand, Cold Blood
There was something behind the softness that intertwined our fingers together—love? It felt different from two days ago. All I could think about was his smooth hand, wrapped in mine. It was more than affection—but I wasn’t sure how much more, or if that would ever change.
— Alysha Speer, Sharden
Talon thought kissing Flit to shut him up might be a good idea. He was wrong. It was a fucking great idea.
— Agatha Bird, Like a Sparrow Through the Heart
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
It was the kiss of a man who had waited years for the moment, and feared that it would never come again.
— Jana Oliver, Forgiven
In its own way the kiss had been an act of murder.
— Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter
You can't be just a scribe, or a wizard. Nameless God," he cried, raking a hand through his hair. "I wish they had never found you, never made you think you were the princess. Nothing else, will ever be good enough, not now. You'll never be happy. You'll throw yourself into danger, take it all on yourself, just to prove that they were all wrong about you. And I just-I just-"And without warning, he stepped on front of me, grabbed my shoulders to stop my pacing, and kissed me.
— Eilis O'Neal, The False Princess
And so, from the first, we separated our pleasure. She lay on the rug and I lay at right angles to her so that only our lips might meet. Kissing in this way is the strangest of distractions. The greedy body that clamors for satisfaction is forced to content itself with a single sensation and, just as the blind hear more acutely and the deaf can feel the grass grow, so the mouth becomes the focus of love and all things pass through it and are re-defined. It is a sweet and precise torture.
— Jeanette Winterson, The Passion
Lord Ironman, please play tonsil hockey with me, just this one time. There, does that make you happy?
— Mercy Celeste, Wicked Game
A kiss can be dreadfully terrifying for the males of our species, I'm afraid." Rose said knowingly. "Sex is easy. All they really need is a few good thrusts. But when they kiss, they open themselves up and let you in. And that, my dear, makes some men's balls shrink to the size of raisins."Shelley snorted with laughter.Dex strode up to her. "Did someone say raisins? I'm starving.""You might try asking Max for some," Shelley said. "I'm sure he has at least two.
— Samantha Sotto, Before Ever After
We're lucky." He slipped his hand around her waist and splayed it in the small of her back. "Most couples have only one first kiss. We'll have two.
— Christina Dodd, Tongue In Chic
I sure would like to get kissed.How would that feel on my mouth,How different would I be after,a changed climate down in my insides?
— Virginia Euwer Wolff, True Believer
The sound of a kiss is not as strong as that of a cannon, but its echo endures much longer.
— Richard Paul Evans, The Last Promise
He pauses for only a fraction of a second. Then he leans forward and presses his lips to mine, and the whole world powers off, the moon and the rain and the sky and the streets, and it’s just the two of us in the dark, alive, alive, alive.
— Lauren Oliver, Before I Fall
REVISITING THE LIST1. Kiss EstelleOkay, at least I've met her. She thinks I'm a creep. And that's withought her knowing I've read her diaries. Unless we somehow fall over, exactly aligned, lip to lip, and gravity causes the pressure, or we find ourselves in a darkened room and through a series of Shakespearian ID muddles she thinks she's kissing someone else, I can't say how this is ever going to happen.
— Fiona Wood, Six Impossible Things
You can kiss me if you like," she said.Alex let go of her and turned away. "Thanks, Fiona," he said. "But frankly I'd prefer to kiss the horse.
— Anthony Horowitz, Point Blank
He had kissed her good night that night, and she had tasted like strawberry daiquiris, and he had never wanted to kiss anyone else again.
— Neil Gaiman, American Gods
for Steve, less is always more, simpler is always better. Therefore, if you can build a glass box with fewer elements, it’s better, it’s simpler, and it’s at the forefront of technology. That’s where Steve likes to be, in both his products and his stores.
— Walter Isaacson, Steve Jobs
A kiss can be like the world turning over. It can be like the tide of a dragon's dream washing through the unseen world that is hidden to mortal eyes but that nevertheless permeates our being. It can be hot and cold together, as vast as the heavens and yet specific to the pressure of hands and the parting of lips. It raised more intense feelings than I had expected, like being engulfed in a storm of lightning.
— Kate Elliott, Cold Magic
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.
— Victor Hugo
I hate couples sitting together for hours and waiting for each other to kiss.
— M.F. Moonzajer
And okay, fine. If you have to kiss her, you have to kiss her. And believe me, I do not envy you. That's taking one for the team a little far. I mean, I think I'd rather endure the stabbing myself instead of having to kiss her.
— Gena Showalter, Lord of the Vampires
Now it's not just my lip you'll be needing to kiss if you're wishing to make amends with me, Irish.
— Karen Marie Moning, The Immortal Highlander
Out in Saxe-Coburg Street she stood still for a moment and looked at the gardens. He kissed me, she thought. He made the move; I didn't. The thought was an overwhelming one and invested the everyday world about her, the world of the square, of trees, of people walking by, with a curious glow, a chiaroscuro which made everything precious. It was the feeling, she imagined, that one had when one vouchsafed a vision. Everything is changed, becomes more blessed, making the humblest of surroundings a holy place.
— Alexander McCall Smith, The Right Attitude to Rain
Don't kiss me", he said, looking into Natalie's eyes. There was a second's silence. "Let me kiss you. I'm old-fashioned that way.
— Rowan Coleman, Mommy by Mistake
Dan smiled at me with lips still moist from mine. I have seen clouds part for the sun. I have seen rainbows. I have seen flowers in the morning, covered in dew, and I have seen sunsets so brilliant with fire they have made me want to weep.And I have seen Dan smile at me, his lips still wet from my kiss, and if I had to choose which sight moved me the most I would say it was that one.
— Megan Hart
...without knowing why, he yielded to the temptation of those lips and flung onto them, eating them, partaking of their sacrament... Eucharist of love with a red host!
— Georges Rodenbach, The Bells of Bruges
In the midst of the battle between rebellion and surrender Bantry was suddenly uncertain what Flynn was starved for. The sensuality of a man’s kiss? Or the rich, iron taste of blood?
— Mel Keegan, Nocturne
Ponytail girl leaned over and she and the tall boy kissed and it was carcinogen gums and magical.
— Aimee Bender, Willful Creatures
It would have been magical I was sure, if I hadn't caught my marshmallow on fire and dropped it on his shoe.
— Holly Hood, Ink
It's okay, we can go back from this." It comes out of his mouth so kind - he means it - and it just makes me feel worse. That he can kiss me like this and change everything, but still promise me nothing has to change because I can't promise him anything.
— Courtney Summers
What will you do if I kiss you right now?""I'll kiss you back.""In what way? Sweet, soft, and slow like a first kiss? Or passionately and rude until I make you breathless?""Just do it on your own style.""Bad then. I've never kissed any woman before.
— Yuli Pritania, On(c)e
My whole body sank forward into his arms. His lips moved against mine, exploring my mouth so gently. I tried to mimic his movements--slowly, uncertainly, until I didn't have to think about it at all. It just felt right. He let out a soft moan at my reaction and cupped his hands behind my head, pulling me closer until I couldn't tell where my mouth ended and his began. A liquid sensation swooped throughout my stomach. It was the most amazing thing I'd ever felt and it kept growing, the vibrating heat expanding outward. I was surprised I was still able to stand.
— Heather Anastasiu, Glitch
He closes his eyes.Our lips brush lightly."If you ask me to kiss you , I will," he says.His fingers stroke the inside of my wrists, and I burst into flames."Kiss me," I say.He does.
— Stephanie Perkins, Anna and the French Kiss
Everybody winds up kissing the wrong person goodnight.
— Andy Warhol
He kisses like he's dying of thirst, and I'm water.
— Jennifer L. Armentrout, Opal
When he kissed me, it was like he was reaching for my soul.
— Jennifer L. Armentrout, Opal
It's hard to say goodbye for good at any time or any place. It's harder still to say it through a meshed wire. It crisscrossed his face into little diagonals, gave me only little broken-up molecules of it at a time. It stenciled a cold, rigid frame around every kiss.
— Cornell Woolrich, The Black Angel
I saw the sunset-colored sands, The Nile like flowing fire between, Where Rameses stares forth serene, And Ammon's heavy temple stands.I saw the rocks where long ago, Above the sea that cries and breaks, Swift Perseus with Medusa's snakes Set free the maiden white like snow.And many skies have covered me, And many winds have blown me forth, And I have loved the green, bright north, And I have loved the cold, sweet sea.But what to me are north and south, And what the lure of many lands, Since you have leaned to catch my hands And lay a kiss upon my mouth.
— Sara Teasdale
Charles went to kiss her shoulder.-Leave me alone! she said, you're creasing my dress.
— Gustave Flaubert, Madame Bovary
I had kissed her at odd times, in out of the way corners, in the manner of a mountain guide, nothing more.
— Guy de Maupassant, The Necklace and Other Short Stories
So maybe now I might be imagining what it would be like to kiss him again, but that didn’t mean anything.
— Monica Alexander, Just Watch the Fireworks
If you feel like you have to have them for some reason, tell me and we'll take them out together. Promise?""If you promise not to tell the whole school about this.""I won't tell them anything. Deal?""Deal.""I think we should seal it."I gave a jittery laugh. "With a handshake?""I was thinking more like a kiss.
— Jennifer Archer, Through Her Eyes
Nick almost breaks a full smile when the men around him laugh aloud. "I don't kiss on the cheek." He said smoothly giving her the opportunity to end it there, but instead, she drags the bride over to him and asks again.
— Jennifer Loren, The Devil's Eyes
Did if feel like jumping off a cliff when he kissed you? I imagine it did.
— Na, I'll Be Seeing You
In the V-shaped opening of her crape bodice Mlle. Vinteuil felt the sting of her friend's sudden kiss
— ...
Considering she’d just blown his gray matter into the ether, he was screwed.
— Kelly Moran, Benediction
Urges. Mercy, the urges.
— Kelly Moran, Benediction
If I offer you the moon on a string, will you give me a kiss, too?" - Lucien Vanserra
— Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses
He cupped his hand around her cheek, and she marveled at how perfectly his palm fit her cheek. His fingers in her hair, she waited, maybe for an eternity, for his lips to meet hers. When they did it was like being inside an exploding star. Time and space became irrelevant. She slipped her arms under his, clinging to him, his body the only thing stopping her from drifting away, untethered in space. His hand on her back slipped under layers of clothes, finding her skin. He pulled her close, and she leaned into him, feeling like she could never be close enough to him.
— Summer Hines, Some Things Stay With You: A Windswept Wyoming Romance
It's shocking, isn't it, that a kiss could have led to something so big and violent and full of light as a human being? It makes me dizzy to think of all the things that start that way. Whole families, whole countries, whole worlds. Isn't it strange how a whole life can begin with a little spark?
— Jodi Lynn Anderson, Midnight at the Electric
When you kiss me,your lips upon mine,your kisses taste so sweet,just like a glass of good wine.
— Anthony T Hincks
When you love someone deeply,Say it with a flower,And seal it with a kiss.
— Anthony T. Hincks
A sailor's love for the sea is only matched by his mistress's salty kiss.
— Anthony T. Hincks
Those blue pools still wavered between her eyes and mouth. “I’m gonna kiss you now, minou.”She might have nodded. She might have blinked. One for yes, two for hell yeah.
— Kate Meader, Irresistible You
Then she leant over and kissed him very slowly, with infinite tenderness. As if she had had to wait an eternity to do so.
— Arturo Pérez-Reverte, The Club Dumas
And then she kissed him with tongue- on the bus.
— Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor & Park
I kissed the girl on the lips, as if to suck her breath inside me. When I did this, the girl wilted, ever so slightly. In my arms, gradually she became lighter, and more transparent. The smell of lilies rose up, filling my breast, overwhelming me. The taste of the kiss was so sweet, I couldn't stop–even thoughI knew she would go on wilting if I continued. The girl was wilting by the instant, and something thick and strong was filling my breast.
— Hiromi Kawakami, Nadepnęłam na węża
She sank her teeth into his bottom lip, drawing blood, and gave a wicked laugh, and still he kissed her. Not out of desperation or hope or for luck, but simply because he wanted to. Saints, he wanted to. He kissed her until the cold night fell away and his whole body sang with heat. He kissed her until the fire burned up the panic and the anger and the weight in his chest, until he could breathe again, and until they were both breathless.
— V.E. Schwab, A Gathering of Shadows
Cash leaned forward against her hand and Harper met him halfway. The kiss was powerful and demanding. Harper wrapped her arms around Cash, feeling his heartbeat against her chest. The kiss was more aggressive than either of them meant it to be, and, when they pulled apart, they were both breathing fast, like they had sprinted toward each other.	“I’ve been waiting a long time to do that,” Cash said, out of breath.“Eight years,” Harper murmured. “My whole life,” Cash corrected, leaning in again.
— Summer Hines, Some Things Stay With You: A Windswept Wyoming Romance
the intimacy of the kiss, that feeling of euphoria that comes with that kiss that is right and real, that kiss that swallows you up, starting from the curl in your toes to the fine hairs on the back of your neck, that kiss that leaves you panting for air, that makes each part of your body quiver as you melt against him, that makes you suck his bottom lip into your mouth with the overwhelming urge to bite it. Sometimes hard. That. That kind of kiss.
— R.B. O'Brien
He’d never forgotten the sweep of her soft mouth against his, the taste of her sweetness, like strawberries, and the way she fired his insides to life.
— Katherine McIntyre, Waking for Winter