“If you don't like it you can kiss my quiver”

“Yes!" Narissus unslung his bow and grabbed an arrow from his dusty quiver. "The first one who get that bronze, I will like youas much as I like me. I might even kiss you, right after I kiss my reflection!"

"Oh my gods!" the nymphs squealed.”

“Don't you want me to kiss you goodbye, sweetie?"
"Kiss a cow farm boy”

“You don't believe me?" Jace asked. "Fine. Go ahead. Kiss me right now."
Alec stared at him in horror.
"Exactly. Despite my staggering good lucks, you actually don't like me that way.”

“You ride well, but you don't kiss nicely at all.”

“Look at the sun sinkin' like a ship. Ain't that just like my heart, babe. When you kissed my lips?”

“Don't you know that I'm not joking?
Aah, you think you won't, I think you will.
Don't you know that this tongue can kill?
C'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon, c'mon.
Lady kiss that frog.”

“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.”

“If I'm not the one thing you can't stand to lose,
If I'm not that arrow to the heart of you,
If you don't get drunk on my kiss,
If you think you can do better than this then I guess we're done.
Let's not drag this on,
Consider me gone…”

“HOBBES:
If you don't get a goodnight kiss you get Kafka dreams.”