Quotes About Intimacy

Intimacy is a hard language to learn, especially if it's been discouraged. But you've done it.

When people share their feelings, they feel better, less stressed and less anxious. If you plan on having a life partner, it's emotional intimacy that will be the glue that holds you together long after the physical intimacy fades.

I do what I can. I already told her that we'd get through this." What Laura was describing was encouragement, not intimacy.

Intimacy is when you're familiar with your emotions, then share your feelings, your fears, your shame, your hopes and joys with another person.

Love means vulnerability; people who love you can also hurt you. Making oneself vulnerable is the ultimate in bravery.

A tiny shred of empathy from me was too much for her—it terrified her. And it was a deal breaker.

Intimacy is a word with eight letters. A word with a sly hiss to it. But then it begins, like love affairs do, with a chance meeting, and then a raw empty something needing to be sated, something you didn't notice before…but suddenly it squawks like a hungry bird, day and night, refusing to be ignored. You love and revile it, this sore shrieking something. Or is it nothing? Or everything? It doesn't matter. It's yours. It's you.

Valerie saw Cesaire's eyes resting upon Suzette's reclining form. Valerie wondered whether he really saw her there anymore. After eighteen years of marriage, Cesaire did not seem to notice her gentleness with her children or her sun-streaked hair in the summer months. Was that what marriage was, an inability to see who the person was, the way that we don't know ourselves because we stand too close?

Marriage confused me. Some days it seemed to be just an endless sequence of body functions: the fan turned on in the smelly bathroom; the sound of someone clipping their toenails into the trash can; a waxy Q-tip on the counter; a scrim of shaved-off hairs around the sink. Another person's waste sloughing off incessantly! It can really drain a person of the will to live.

Sometimes I suspect that everybody sleeps with their kids, and the only difference is the level of denial you're in.

Lastly, do I vow, that mine eyes desire you above all things.

When I dreamed about the time you would actually sleep with me, I thought there'd be some sleeping involved.

sex is what you make it, and we have always made do. To assume sex must take place within touching distance seems, to me, limited thinking.

You don't fall down to love, you climb up to it. There's hard work involved. That's why I believe you can't love someone you don't know. Loving someone is knowing them.

took her hands away from her face. It was hard to do. She knew she looked a wreck. But if you can't trust a man to look at your real face and not run screaming, what good is it to have him around in the first place?

They reminded her what it meant to allow someone into your life. You see something you like in a man, so you ask him in, but what comes in is all of him. Not only the parts you took a liking to, but the many parts that don't fit with you at all. That's always the way it worked

You see something you like in a man, so you ask him in, but what comes in is all of him. Not only the parts you took a liking to, but the many parts that don't fit with you at all. That's always the way it worked.

She thought about the rifles and the dead animals in the living room, and the vote of no confidence in cats. They reminded her what it meant to allow someone into your life. You see something you like in a man, so you ask him in, but what comes in is all of him. Not only the parts you took a liking to, but the many parts that don't fit with you at all. That's always the way it worked.

Loving someone is knowing them.

It's not hard to fall in love," Hayden said. "The hard part is to love somebody who might actually do you some good.

But if two people meet and fall in love, and try to make a life together, and fail, does that mean they were wrong and there was no love? Or does it only mean that they didn't manage to carve out a space for each other?

She was the love of my life.' But that's too easy. Wait till you have to get right down to who's gonna take out the trash on a night when the mercury dips into single digits. Once you get that worked out, I'll believe you.

that in relaxed conversation with an adult who has become a friend, children express thoughts and insights that seldom show up in formal interviews or on tests.

A marriage is a private thing. It has its own wild laws, and secret histories, and savage acts, and what passes between married people is incomprehensible to outsiders. We look terrible to you, and severe, and you see our blood flying, but what we carry between us is hard-won, and we made it just as we wished it to be, just the color, just the shape.