Quotes About Intimacy

Watching them together slipped a knife between my ribs and hit my heart exactly.

Once we had filled each other with desire, not remembrance.

In their familiarity, they had developed a dislike for each other.

I remember thinking that they went like lovers. They could not survive without each other. It was like they had spent their lives breathing each other's breath.

CHAPTER VI—A CHAPTER IN WHICH THEY ADORE EACH OTHER

She couldn't know everything about him, of course, because even Sarah didn't know that he was in love with her. But Mrs. Decker knew enough.

Words are no match for love.

el amor trasciende la persona física del ser amado y halla su sentido más profundo en el ser espiritual, el yo íntimo. Que esté o no presente esa persona, que siga viva o no, en cierto modo carece de importancia.

el amor trasciende la persona física del ser amado y halla su sentido más profundo en el ser espiritual, el yo íntimo.

Nadie conoce la esencia de otro ser humano si no lo ama.

amor trasciende la persona física del ser amado y halla su sentido más profundo en el ser espiritual, el yo íntimo. Que esté o no presente esa persona, que siga viva o no, en cierto modo carece de importancia.

Love is living the experience of another person in all his uniqueness and singularity.

S]ex is devalued insofar as it is dehumanized. Sex in humans is always more than mere sex. It serves as the bodily expression of a relationship on the human level; it functions as a vehicle of a personal relationship.

What first kiss holds passion? It is a question seeking an answer.

There had to come a moment when we were both undermined by the fact that he is a man, and when it came I surrendered to him body and soul. I wanted to. And it was heaven.

The friend of my heart

The friend of her heart

I want to dip my finger in your pot of honey.

For this moment, this one moment, we are together. I press you to me. Come, pain, feed on me. Bury your fangs in my flesh. Tear me asunder. I sob, I sob.

They went in and out of each other's minds without any effort.

I want someone to sit beside after the day's pursuit and all its anguish, after its listening, and its waitings, and its suspicions. After quarrelling and reconciliation I need privacy - to be alone with you, to set this hubbub in order. For I am as neat as a cat in my habits.

But when we sit together, close,' said Bernard, 'we melt into each other with phrases. We are edged with mist. We make an unsubstantial territory.

for it was not knowledge but unity that she desired, not inscriptions on tablets, nothing that could be written in any language known to men, but intimacy itself, which is knowledge

Never are voices so beautiful as on a winter's evening, when dusk almost hides the body, and they seem to issue from nothingness with a note of intimacy seldom heard by day.