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.
If I kind of like a guy, then I'm a fantastic flirt. But with a guy I truly like, I get painfully shy.
Rhett: Don't start flirting with me. I'm not one of your plantation beaus. I want more than flirting from you. Scarlett: What do you want? Rhett: I'll tell you, Scarlett O'Hara, if you'll take that Southern-belle simper off your face. Someday, I want you to say to me the words I heard you say to Ashley Wilkes: I love you! Scarlett: That's something you'll never hear from me Captain Butler as long as you live.
Total freedom from error is what none of us will allow to our neighbors; however we may be inclined to flirt a little with such spotless perfection ourselves.
When we talk about magic a lot of people think you use that to pick up girls. So therefore there's this slimy connotation associated with it, like, "Oh hey, pick a card - my number's on it!" So I think I've avoided ever having people think that's what's happening. I try to make magic the treat of the interaction or the treat of the flirt. I've never gone up and tried to do a trick to get a girl's number, only because I feel like that's what people expect and it feels slimy.
When we step on the battlefield, I will be The First Boots On and the Last Boots Off.
I hope to start enjoying flirting again when I'm 70, like my mother did.
He likes to flirt with all the boys in the class.
Flirting is conversational chemistry.
Don't be flirting with your gift, you better marry it
If you're a gifted flirt, talking about the price of eggs will do as well as any other subject.
Women at my age they are making love, they are feeling sensual, they flirt, they have boyfriends, they have a sexual life. They are just not being represented in the movies.
I love to flirt, and I've never met a man I didn't like.
I've always said that I worry about being with a man who doesn't flirt.
That's the trouble with having the whole world love you. One day, you wake up and it's flirting with your best friend instead. And you don't know what to do. You're thrown.
He’d spent his life being a perfect gentleman. He’d never been a flirt. He’d never been a rogue. He hated being the center of attention, but by God, he wanted to be the center of her attention. He wanted to do the wrong thing, the bad thing. He wanted to pull her into his arms and carry her to her bed. He wanted to peel every last inch of her clothing from her body, and then he wanted to worship her. He wanted to show her all the things he wasn’t sure he knew how to say.
I'm straight, but I love going to house music clubs and flirting with women and gay men.
Wouldn't--" Kel began to say, but the words stuck in her mouth. She swallowed and tried again. "Wouldn't it be well, not nice to flirt with somebody you don't want to fall in love with?
I don't flirt and I don't play the people that I'm meeting with.
She didn't flirt with him, but they hung out together a lot, and every time I saw their heads bent over a computer screen or map, it made my stomach clench. And my teeth. And my fists.
