The amount of women in London who flirt with their own husbands is perfectly scandalous. It looks so bad. It is simply washing one's clean linen in public.
Everyone has sadness-I just get mine out in my music so that I can laugh and joke and flirt with you!
Maybe I was just flirting with madness the way I flirted with my teachers and my classmates.
I can smell blood, Elena,” Dmitri drawled, walking back into the room. “Are you trying to flirt?
Flirting I take to be the excitement of love, without its reality, and without its ordinary result in marriage.
Flirting with death is the spice of life.
Novelty is to love like bloom to fruit; it gives a luster which is easily effaced, but never returns.
People are weird. We do live on all levels at the same time and you can be fighting and flirting, and there can be fury and sexual tension. All that stuff can co-exist so it's just a testament to how complex we are. Or maybe it's a testament to how boringly we try and simplify everything.
The suggestion that the prime minister had been flirting with one of the senior women cabinet ministers made me laugh every time I saw it, and I thought, "if you only knew!" Perhaps they should have pushed it a bit harder.
I’m very romantic. I really believe in true love, a love that you only find once in a lifetime, if you have the chance. Because, I think that many people never find it, which is very sad. But, I’m not a guy who flirts easily with girls. I believe that there’s somebody out there for me. I’m still searching.
To boast that one never flirts is actually a kind of flirtation.
When people flirt with despair about the future, they are less likely to take the actions necessary to safeguard it, focusing instead on the short-term.
I used to flirt with girls just to get the guys circling around us. I'm getting out of it now. I have to look after my reputation.
Some women flirt more with what they say, and some with what they do.
Can I flirt with another guy to make him jealous?" "Oh no. " She laughed, still holding my hands. "That will unleash something you can't handle. You don't mess with men that way.
The hardest task of a girl's life, nowadays, is to prove to a man that his intentions are serious.
When we step on the battlefield, I will be The First Boots On and the Last Boots Off.
Flattery. . . . gets its kicks by flirting with insult and ridicule.
When I naturally write a story and I feel that the guy is sitting across the table from the girl and flirting with her. . . I think, 'God, that can't be me' because I'm just too old for that part. You need a 30-year-old or a 35-year-old for that part. And so I've given myself less and less roles.
Let's all wise up. Some of us aren't fighting the fire; we're playing with fire. Flirting with the devil. Stop it! Stop it now before all hell literally breaks loose.