Always remember this: 'A kiss will never miss, and after many kisses a miss becomes a misses'.
One of the reasons Arnie Palmer is playing so well is that, before each final round, his wife takes out his balls and kisses them.
Words are a wonderful form of communication, but they will never replace kisses and punches
Last night, ah, yesternight, betwixt her lips and mine
There fell thy shadow, Cynara! thy breath was shed
Upon my soul between the kisses and the wine;
And I was desolate and sick of an old passion,
Yea, I was desolate and bowed my head:
I have been faithful to thee, Cynara! in my fashion.
Your kisses are thieves which leave me wanting nothing.
When he kisses me again, the last part of me that could stand myself dies.
A cypress-bough, and a rose-wreath sweet,
A wedding-robe, and a winding-sheet,
A bridal bed and a bier.
Thine be the kisses, maid,
And smiling Loves alarms;
And thou, pale youth, be laid
In the graves cold arms.
Each in his own charms,
Death and Hymen both are here;
So up with scythe and torch,
And to the old church porch,
While all the bells ring clear:
And rosy, rosy the bed shall bloom,
And earthy, earthy heap up the tomb.
Kisses all on her body, she tells me live in the moment.
The symbol of the University is the iron statue outside the Rathskeller of a barefoot goosegirl that every student kisses at graduation. The University is a Mecca to which students come with something less than perfect faith. It is important that students bring a certain ragamuffin, barefoot irreverence to their studies; they are not here to worship what is known but to question it.