Quotes About Intimacy

The police called it choking, but I called it a two-handed neck hug. That's how I knew she really loved me.

I can tell if two people are in love by how they hold each other's hands, and how thick their sanitation gloves are.

Every night I cuddle with a blob of unbaked clay I fashioned in the shape of a woman. But that's what being in love is all about.

The mouth is made for communication, and nothing is more articulate than a kiss.

If sex were shoes, I'd wear you out. But I wouldn't wear you out in public.

This morning my girlfriend was so loud in bed that we woke up the neighbors. So I told them to roll over and go back to sleep.

I want to write a book on sex. It will be filled with phrases like "Uuuhgh yeeeaaaah," and "Ooooh that's it," and "Whose hands are those?

Making love to me is amazing. Wait, I meant: making love, to me, is amazing. The absence of two little commas nearly transformed me into a sex god.

I feel drawn to experiment with ways that technology can interact with notions of intimacy, because so much of technology is done in a way that's very cold and has such an opposite effect.

Everything on earth has happened before, nothing is new, but woe to the lovers who fail to discover a fresh blossom in every future kiss.

Love is something huge You'll find out that Even if there were revolution in the whole wide world Still somewhere on green grass Lovers would have time to hold hands And lean their heads towards one another.

Když se jen dotkneš ruky mé a dla? tvá lehce padne do mé, struny, o kterých nevíme, ozvou se tiše, pov?domé.

Na n?žnou k?ivku ?ader tvých je t?žko hled?t bez závrati. Hrá? vroucn? housle k tvá?i zdvih a pobožn? chce na n? hráti.

His heart wants to be tied to another heart, even by deep stitches.

Every woman I've had a relationship with has found this maddening the fact that I will talk about anything on the stage, and reveal all this stuff, and yet when I'm at home, I clam up and won't discuss anything intimate or personal.

Their interactions are like passing a shuttle of yarn back and forth, weaving a connection between their hearts.

Now I am writing this diary in English, which for me is not the language of intimacy or love, but an attempt at distance and sanity, a means of recalling normality.

his tone, like warm maple syrup, drizzled down her spine and licked all the way back up.

You tell me your fantasies, and I will make everything we do so good for you, you won't be able to get enough

Don't think a woman can fully understand the power a man feels when he takes." (Witt Long)

If you can read the Song of Songs without blushing a little, you're doing it wrong, and Origen wants us to do more than blush.

With an eye trained for finding this God, an ear tuned to his voice, we learn to find him again and again. Every beloved loves her lover in his specificity—his face, his hands, his voice— and love leads her to "act in all respect and regulate her every movement in a manner designed to please the man she loves".

The right relationship won't distract you from God. It will bring you closer to Him.

You will not lift the veil of my body until you lift the veil over my face.