A Quote by Judy Garland

'Twas not my lips you kissed but my soul. — © Judy Garland
'Twas not my lips you kissed but my soul.
To let a fool kiss you is bad...To let a kiss fool you is worse. 'Twas not my lips you kissed but my soul.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
'Twas but my tongue, 'twas not my soul that swore.
We sat and kissed and kissed until our lips were bloody. I could have gone on kissing her for a year.
Alexander tilted his head and kissed her deeply on the lips. He let go of her hands, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing herself against him. They kissed as if in a fever... they kissed as if the breath were leaving their bodies.
Well, I met Frank Sinatra and Bob Dylan in the space of 15 minutes. Frank Sinatra kissed me on the lips. He kissed me on the lips. And then he gave me a filterless cigarette. And then I met Bob Dylan. I came off all lightheaded and had to go sit on his dressing-room steps.
I was in preschool and a girl actually kissed me on the cheek. I didn't know what to do. I didn't know what it meant, so I instantly grabbed her face and kissed her on the lips. And, then I got suspended.
She leaned forward and kissed me on the lips. He mouth was cold, her lips rough from the winter wind, and if the mystics are right and we are doomed to repeat our squalid lives ad infinitum, at least I will always return to that kiss
Lips move; lips touch; lips signal. Lips are on the outside for show, and on the most secret inside of your mouth. Lips frame words that lie. Lips frame a hole that wants to be filled.
My heart smiled when you kissed my lips. What a sweet suprise.
Elizabeth, if you want to be kissed, all you have to do is put your lips on mine.
The kissed surprised him because it had been so long since he'd kissed anyone but Elspeth. It surprised Valentina because she had hardly ever kissed anyone that way - to her, kissing had always been more theoretical than physical. Afterwards she stood with her eyes closed, lips parted, face tilted. Robert thought, She's going to break my heart and I'm going to let her.
He reached for my hand, lifted it to his lips, and kissed my fingertips. "I love you.
I was once kissed on the lips by a giraffe, and I don't think I've ever got over it.
'Twas strange that one so young should thus concern His brain about the action of the sky; If you think 'twas philosophy that this did, I can't help thinking puberty assisted.
The eunuch had looked death in the face, so near he might have kissed her on the lips.
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