He was flirting with me. He blew his whistle and looked at me with every decision he made....Maybe it was because of my pink shirt.
One kind of flirtation is to boast we never flirt.
All women are flirts, but some are restrained by shyness, and others by sense.
Coquetry is the essential characteristic, and the prevalent humor of women; but they do not all practice it, because the coquetry of some is restrained by fear or by reason.
Love's greatest miracle is the curing of coquetry.
Novelty is to love like bloom to fruit; it gives a luster which is easily effaced, but never returns.
Women do not know all their powers of flirtation.
To boast that one never flirts is actually a kind of flirtation.
The greatest miracle of love is the cure of coquetry.
Women know not the whole of their coquetry.