Quotes About Intimacy

Funniest thing about love, how it shakes loose when no one's looking. How the dark helps it along. Maybe that's why we dug caves so much, way back when.

Then we'd go to sleep and dream the same dreams. We always dreamed the same dreams, which was like living twice.

Ettekö te... pelkää sutta?" kysyi Syyskuu, joka salaa uskoi voivansa hyvinkin päästä sellaisesta pelosta, jos susi rakastaisi häntä ja vartioisi häntä eikä sotkisi peittoja mutaan.

So you don't love him. Why would you look for love with a man? How could a man ever understand you?

But a person's smell and their alarms and borrowed shirts and secret words linger for a long time. Much longer than a house.

My mistress used to say that you couldn't ever really be naked unless you wanted to be. She said: even if you've taken off every stitch of clothing, you still have your secrets, your history, your true name. It's quite difficult to be really naked. You have to work hard at it.

This strange woman down in the dark kissed me and held me, and in between she whispered over and over: Shhh. It's okay. It's okay.

I readied myself for the great effort of speaking with the throat-and-belly instead of the mind-and-heart. It is altogether a different skill.

My mistress used to say that you couldn't ever really be naked unless you wanted to be. She said, 'Even if you've taken off every stitch of clothing, you still have your secrets, your history, your true name. It's quite difficult to be really naked. You have to work hard at it. Just getting into a bath isn't being naked, not really. It's just showing skin. And foxes and bears have skin, too, so I shan't be ashamed if they're not.

She is my wife and I am her own and you were not invited. Leave us alone.

My heart yields dividends unseen; thou art my soul's annuity.

like a man in black, she would find all this so much easier. "Ivan, you do not understand us. 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.

You can turn around in the dark, with the man who wants your heart looming so big, so big over you, and you can give it to him, so bright and red and pure that it destroys him. Getting what you want has that effect, more often than you think. But it's a dangerous thing, the intimate exchange of hearts in the shadows, and sometimes the man in the dark walks off with everything anyway.

being in love can be frightening,and sometimes its easier to fight it than it is to face it.

Dress you? I'd rather undress you. We don't belong together. But you belong to me. I want you not as you might be. I want you as you are.

Arthur took me for granted, she thought. And I took him for granted. That is the point of marriage. That's what marriage is.

Love is an electric blanket with somebody else in control of the switch.

We were each other's best friend. No – more than that. We were each other.

Your desire for me was like a physiological weakness, a sort of epilepsy. I needed to see you in its grip more than I needed to eat.

If you were a wheel I'd follow your highway. If you were a raindrop I wish you'd fall my way. If you were a gypsy I'd give a fortune to tell That whenever I'm with you I see HEAVEN, not hell…

Closeness means you get hurt; closeness means letting down your defences and letting people see the tender skin under the carapace.

Marriage is very difficult. It's like a 5,000–piece jigsaw puzzle, all sky.

I'm not on the pill, but I label my Tic Tacs with the days of the week. Makes me feel like I'm in a relationship.

Da mi basia mille. (Give me a thousand kisses)