Top 37 Kiss My Feet Quotes
#1. Simon, you gave me no water to wash my feet, but this woman as washed them with her tears. You gave me no kiss, but she has not ceased to kiss my feet. Do no reproach her Simon for you did not anoint my head with oil, but she has anointed me for my burial.
Clysta Kinstler
#2. Come now, please continue. I'd like to kiss you before my feet disintegrate.
Cate Rowan
#3. I wanted to prove myself worthy of the girl I loved. I wanted to be able to return and lay not only my heart, but the world, at her feet.
Teresa Medeiros
#4. they knew what we're doing for them, they'd kiss our feet. But mentally they are closer to the crocodile and the hippopotamus than to you or me. That's why we decide what is good for them and have them sign those contracts.
Mario Vargas-Llosa
#5. A baby's feet, like sea-shells pink Might tempt, should heaven see meet, An angel's lips to kiss, we think, A baby's feet.
Algernon Charles Swinburne
#6. Success is having a career that you love with every fiber in your body.
Jack White
#7. I gave him my best cryptic smile. He did not fall down to his feet, kiss my shoes, and promise me the world. I must be getting rusty.
Ilona Andrews
#8. My prophecy is but half his journey yet,
For yonder walls, that pertly front your town,
Yon towers, whose wanton tops do buss the clouds,
Must kiss their own feet.
William Shakespeare
#9. I put my foot in my mouth more than I speak properly.
Scott Adsit
#10. When I read a book I seem to read it with my eyes only, but now and then I come across a passage, perhaps only a phrase, which has a meaning for me, and it becomes part of me.
W. Somerset Maugham
#11. I know you, but then again, I don't. I know what it's like to kiss you, but you always seem to stay at least three feet away from me. I know what it feels to lose you, but you've never been mine.
Inger Iversen
#12. I see crosses at every turn. My flesh shudders over it, but my heart adores them. Yes, I hail you, crosses little and great, I hail you, and kiss your feet, unworthy of the honor of your shadow.
Saint Francis De Sales
#13. Samson's tapping feet come closer, but again he pauses and knocks on a door. I don't mind. The pauses make it better. They make me wonder whether he's going to come to me, like the anticipation before a kiss. Will he or won't he?
But this is not a love story.
Eliza Crewe
#15. This may be a dream, but I'll say it anyway: I was supposed to be married last year, and I bought a gown. When I meet Nelson Mandela, I shall put on this gown and have the train of it removed and put aside, and kiss the ground that he walks on and then kiss his feet.
Nina Simone
#16. I want to touch you and kiss you, frequently, and I want you
" he shifted on his feet as though steadying himself then his hand reached out; he stepped closer and he cupped my cheek in his palm, "I want you to touch me.
Penny Reid
#17. My dear pope, I will kiss your feet and acknowledge you as supreme bishop if you will worship my Christ and grant that through His death and resurrection, not through keeping your traditions, we have forgiveness of sins and life eternal.
Martin Luther
#18. The flirty old moon eased his way across the warped and sooty floorboards and kissed my bare toes, turning my feet as luminous as the skin of cinema stars.
Cat Winters
#19. Vulnerability is the essence of romance. It's the art of being uncalculated, the willingness to look foolish, the courage to say, 'This is me, and I'm interested in you enough to show you my flaws with the hope that you may embrace me for all that I am but, more important, all that I am not.
Ashton Kutcher
#20. I learned from my mom to always keep pushing yourself.
Gabby Douglas
#21. I'll kiss your feet if you'd scratch my nose.
Sandra Jones
#23. My first impulse is not to grab her or kiss her or yell at her. I simple want to touch her cheek, still flushed from the night's performance. I want to cut through the space that separates us, measured in feet-not miles, not continents, not years-and to take a callused finger to her face.
Gayle Forman
#24. The English say, Yours Truly, and mean it. The Italians say, I kiss your feet, and mean, I kick your head.
Wilfred Owen
#25. If you'll promise not to cry, Baby,
I will kiss you by-and-by - Maybe!
Though you're six feet three,
You will always be
Nothing but a Baby, dear, to me.
Ira Gershwin
#26. It's not as if our lives are simply divided into light and dark. There's a shadowy middle ground. Recognizing and understanding the shadows is what a healthy intelligence does.
Haruki Murakami
#27. Her green eyes flutter all the way open, and she looks amused. It pricks his ego slightly. After that kiss, shouldn't she be fainting at his feet? But she's grinning.
Cassandra Clare
#28. Try not to kill me with your love,
try not to break a glass wall
seeing everything,
but going unheard,
the words feel unspoken.
Crystals gleaming at our feet,
innocently joined by red fists
and a kiss.
Megan Hutchinson
#29. I'm taller than my father, and taller than two of the stones at Ban Drochaid."
"I meant in feet," she clarified. Speaking of the mundane gave her a measure of calm.
He eyed his boots a moment and appeared to be doing some rapid calculations.
Karen Marie Moning
#30. O flower-de-luce, bloom on, and let the river Linger to kiss thy feet! O flower of song, bloom on, and make forever The world more fair and sweet.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
#31. Walk and touch peace every moment.
Walk and touch happiness every moment.
Each step brings a fresh breeze.
Each step makes a flower bloom.
Kiss the Earth with your feet.
Bring the Earth your love and happiness.
The Earth will be safe
when we feel safe in ourselves.
Nhat Hanh
#32. Josh's lips found mine, and fuck me stupid, the man could kiss the socks off a worm if it had the feet to put them on.
K.M. Golland
#33. It's so technical. It's nothing personal. You're not fighting really, you're missing each other by a half of foot at least, ideally more and you get a few knocks and bruises. But with the kissing, you do kiss someone. Its lips on lips.
Colin Farrell
#34. The meaning resides in one's own experience, making the everyday the exceptional.
Samuel Mockbee
#35. His hands grasped her waist and lifted her until she could have sworn that his feet had come off the ground, too; that they were floating up above the creek, above the trees, above the burning hillside, into the dense tangle of stars, about to kiss the moon.
Lauren Kate
#36. I kiss him as the train slides into unlit, uncertain land. I kiss him for as long as I want, for longer than I should, given that my brother sits three feet away from me.
Veronica Roth
#37. You shouldn't kiss me like that unless it means something to you." Max's lip trembled beneath her thumb. A deep groan rose from his chest. And then he was pushing to his feet, pulling her with him. His mouth covered hers, hot and wet and full of a driving need she answered kiss for kiss.
Julie Miller
