Kate ChopinThere was a dull pang of regret because it was not the kiss of love which had inflamed her, because it was not love which had held this cup of life to her lips.
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When one person, who is not in love with another, kisses that person, the kiss is not what is important. What matters most is that this person has “kissed life” by taking a drink from the cup of life. This person has accepted what life has to offer and has drunk the wine of love.
Source: The Awakening
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