I had so many freckles that my mother used to say that they were kisses from the angels. I still have them.

He who binds to himself a joy Does the winged life destroy; But he who kisses the joy as it flies Lives in eternity's sun rise.

God pardons like a mother, who kisses the offense into everlasting forgiveness.

Kisses, even to the air, are beautiful.

Some people talk about screen kisses being strange or uncomfortable. But I think that I got along with Anna well enough that it just happened; it was a fun day of shooting.