Flirting Quotes

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Being nice and being flirty are two diff things. I hate when people get them confused.
[Unknown] [Flirting] [Being Confused]

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Yeah, I talk to other guys, I laugh with other guys, and I hug other guys. But none of them will ever mean as much to me as you do.
[Unknown] [Teen Love] [Flirting] [I Dont Want To Lose You] [I Really Like You]

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Flirting is a promise of sexual intercourse without a guarantee.
[Sex] [Milan Kundera] [Flirting]

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I am so much better at text flirting than real flirting.
[Unknown] [Flirting]

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Sam: You?you greatly overestimate my self-control. Grace: I?m not looking for self-control.
[Maggie Stiefvater] [Flirting] [Self Control]

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Okay," I said. "Just a normal afternoon and two normal people." She nodded. "And so...hypothetically, if these to people likes each other, what would it take to get the stupid guy to kiss the girl, huh?" "Oh..." I felt like one of Apollo's sacred cows-slow, dumb, and bright red. "Um...
[Rick Riordan] [Percy Jackson] [Flirting] [Awkward] [Rachel Dare]

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You know, Miss Holly, you look very dramatic like that, backlit by the fire. Very attractive, if I may say so. I know you shared a moment passionne with Artemis which he subsequently fouled up with his typical boorish behavior. Let me just throw something out there for you to consider while we're chasing the probe: I share Artemis's passion but not his boorishness. No pressure; just think about it. This was enough to elicit a deafening moment of silence even in the middle of a crisis, which Orion seemed to be blissfully unaffected by.
[Love] [Flirting] [Eoin Colfer] [Artemis Fowl] [Orion]

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At first I did not love you, Jude; that I own. When I first knew you I merely wanted you to love me. I did not exactly flirt with you; but that inborn craving which undermines some women's morals almost more than unbridled passion--the craving to attract and captivate, regardless of the injury it may do the man--was in me; and when I found I had caught you, I was frightened. And then--I don't know how it was-- I couldn't bear to let you go--possibly to Arabella again--and so I got to love you, Jude. But you see, however fondly it ended, it began in the selfish and cruel wish to make your heart ache for me without letting mine ache for you.
[Love] [Lying] [Deception] [Thomas Hardy] [Flirting] [Selfish] [Heart Broken] [Craving] [Cruel] [Heartbreaker] [Sue Bridehead]

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He slouches,' DeeDee contributes. 'True--he needs to work on his posture,' Thelma says. 'You guys,' I say. 'I'm serious,' Thelma says. 'What if you get married? Don't you want to go to fancy dinners with him and be proud?' 'You guys. We are not getting married!' 'I love his eyes,' Jolene says. 'If your kids get his blue eyes and your dark hair--wouldn't that be fabulous?' 'The thing is,' Thelma says, 'and yes, I know, this is the tricky part--but I'm thinking Bliss has to actually talk to him. Am I right? Before they have their brood of brown-haired, blue-eyed children?' I swat her. "I'm not having Mitchell's children!' 'I'm sorry--what?' Thelma says. Jolene is shaking her head and pressing back laughter. Her expressing says, Shhh, you crazy girl! But I don't care. If they're going to embarrass me, then I'll embarrass them right back. 'I said'--I raise my voice--'I am not having Mitchell Truman's children!' Jolene turns beet red, and she and DeeDee dissolve into mad giggles. 'Um, Bliss?' Thelma says. Her gaze travels upward to someone behind me. The way she sucks on her lip makes me nervous. 'Okaaay, I think maybe I won't turn around,' I announce. A person of the male persuasion clears his throat. 'Definitely not turning around,' I say. My cheeks are burning. It's freaky and alarming how much heat is radiating from one little me. 'If you change your mind, we might be able to work something out,' the person of the male persuasion says. 'About the children?' DeeDee asks. 'Or the turning around?' 'DeeDee!' Jolene says. 'Both,' says the male-persuasion person. I shrink in my chair, but I raise my hand over my head and wave. 'Um, hi,' I say to the person behind me whom I'm still not looking at. 'I'm Bliss.' Warm fingers clasp my own. 'Pleased to meet you,' says the male-persuasion person. 'I'm Mitchell.' 'Hi, Mitchell.' I try to pull my hand from his grasp, but he won't let go. 'Um, bye now!' I tug harder. No luck. Thelma, DeeDee, and Jolene are close to peeing their pants. Fine. I twist around and give Mitchell the quickest of glances. His expressions is amused, and I grow even hotter. He squeezes my hand, then lets go. 'Just keep me in the loop if you do decide to bear my children. I'm happy to help out.' With that, he stride jauntily to the food line. Once he's gone, we lost it. Peals of laughter resound from our table, and the others in the cafeteria look at us funny. We laugh harder. 'Did you see!' Thelma gasps. 'Did you see how proud he was?' 'You improve his posture!' Jolene says. 'I'm so glad, since that was my deepest desire,' I say. 'Oh my God, I'm going to have to quit school and become a nun.' 'I can't believe you waved at him,' DeeDee says. 'Your hand was like a little periscope,' Jolene says. 'Or, no--like a white surrender flag.' 'It was a surrender flag. I was surrendering myself to abject humiliation.' 'Oh, please,' Thelma says, pulling me into a sideways hug. 'Think of it this way: Now you've officially talked to him.
[Friendship] [Flirting] [Lauren Myracle] [Teasing] [Flirtation]

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They were both lean and blond and weather-beaten, and one evening, as they were portaging gear from their respective Zodiacs, Libby unzipped her survival suit and tied the sleeves around her waist so she could move more freely. Nate said, "You look good in that." No one, absolutely no one, looks good in a survival suit (unless a Day-Glo orange marshmallow man is your idea of a hot date), but Libby didn't even make the effort to roll her eyes. "I have vodka and a shower in my cabin," she said. "I have a shower in my cabin, too," Nate said. Libby just shook her head and trudged up the path to the lodge. Over her shoulder she called, "In five minutes, there's going to be a naked woman in my shower. You got one of those?" "Oh," said Nate.
[Love] [Flirting] [Christopher Moore] [Courtship]

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...Where we got to know eachother. Not just with words, it was how we observed eachother's movements. The way your smile only effected the lower half of your face. How our hands moved when they were close: as if they had minds of their own.
[Flirting] [Love Story] [Elaine Turnbo]

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Don't tell me you like me and then start flirting with other people. I hate being led on...
[Being Taken For Granted] [Unknown] [Done With You] [Flirting]

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Oh well... I'd just been thinking, if you had died, you'd have been welcome to share my toilet.
[J.K. Rowling] [Flirting]

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Flirting is the art of keeping intimacy at a safe distance.
[Flirting] [Sabina Sesselmann]

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Flirting is the sin of the virtuous and the virtue of the sinful.
[Flirting] [Paul Bourget]

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One of the best parts of growing older? You can flirt all you like since you've become harmless.
[Flirting] [Ageing] [Liz Smith]

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I?m stuck babysitting turtle eggs while a volleyball player slash grease monkey slash aquarium volunteer tries to hit on me. I?m not hitting on you, he protested. No? Believe me, you?d know if I was hitting on you. You wouldn?t be able to stop yourself from succumbing to my charms.
[Love] [Nicholas Sparks] [Flirting]

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Flirting is a woman?s trade, one must keep in practice.
[Sex] [Charlotte Bronte] [Charlotte Brontë] [Flirting] [Becoming Jane]

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Sam laughed, a funny, self-deprecating laugh. "You did read a lot. And spent too much time just inside the kichen window, where I couldn't see you very well." "And not enough time mostly naked in front of my bedroom window?" I teased. Sam turned bright red. "That," he said, "is so not the point of this conversation.
[Romance] [Maggie Stiefvater] [Flirting] [Sweet Talk] [Voyeurism]

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He put the book down. As you wish. He rose and walked past me. I lowered my sword, expecting him to pass, but suddenly he stepped in dangerously close. Welcome home. I?m glad you made it. There is coffee in the kitchen for you. My mouth gaped open. He inhaled my scent, bent close, about to kiss me? I just stood there like an idiot. Curran smirked and whispered in my ear instead. Psych. And just like that, he was out the door and gone. Oh boy.
[Ilona Andrews] [Flirting] [Kate] [Curran] [Awesomeness]