Quotes About Intimacy

El amor es una elevación, un cambio de estado; los amantes transcienden, por un momento al menos, su condición temporal y, literalmente, se transportan a otro mundo.

La primera nota caraterítica del amor es la exlusividad... El amor es individual o más exactamente, interpersonal: queremos únicamente a una persona y le pedimos a esa persona que nos quiera con el mismo afecto exclusivo.

Pero los amantes siempre encuentran un instante para escapar de las tenazas de la ideología. Ese instante es diminuto e inmenso, dura lo que dura un parpadeo y es largo como un siglo... Para los amantes del cuerpo piensa y el alma se toca, es palpable.

El amor es elección; el erotismo, aceptación. Sin erotismo - sin forma visible que entra por los sentidos - no hay amor pero el amor traspasa al cuerpo deseado y busca al alma en el cuerpo y, en el alma, al cuerpo. A la persona entera.

to love is to undress our names

Los amantes...conocen una realidad oculta. Se trata de un conocimiento no intelectual: el que contempla y conoce no es el ojo del intelecto,... sino el del corazón.

El fuego original y primordial, la sexualidad, levanta la llama roja del erotismo y ésta, a su vez, sostiene y alza otra llama, azul y trémula: la del amor.

you have always been as my own. I am perplexed

And isn't that the tragedy of love, it's utter and complete deceit, that you can only be true in it, that you only wish to reveal your full truth to the one you love, with no frills and no lies, that you want to be loved as you are? That you wish to be loved for your truth, and not your ability to hide it?

I think that when you invite people to your home, you invite them to yourself.

each of us, at our core, longs to be loved, needed, understood, affirmed—to have intimate connections that leave us feeling more alive and human.

The gap between compassion and surrender is love's darkest, deepest region.

Happiness means being close to the one you love, that's all. (Taking immediate possession is not necessary.)

But I think it must be easier for a girl to marry someone she doesn't know, because the more you get to know men, the harder it is to love them.

It's important, no doubt, to understand the person we love. If we cannot manage this, it's necessary, at least, to believe we understand them. I must confess that over the entire eight years I only rarely enjoyed the contentment of the second possibility, let alone the first.

Love is a sacred silence.

Love is the urgency to hold fast to another and to be together in the same place. It's the desire to keep the world out by embracing another. It is the yearning to find a safe harbor for the human soul.

Le meilleur commencement pour une bonne amitié, c'est un secret.

and awakening, at that moment, to the thrilling prospect of complete surrender, not just of one's lips but of one's entire body to a lover's mercy, we recognized that the gap between compassion and surrender is love's darkest, deepest region.

love is deep attention, deep compassion...

If they spoke, it was in whispers

other party guests paraded just in front of us one by one in their chic outfits, but the thick leaves of a potted cyclamen shielded us from view.

we recognized that the gap between compassion and surrender is love's darkest, deepest region.

A man could be at the coffee-house every evening laughing and playing cards with his friends, he could have so much fun with his classmates that there is never a moment they arent´t exploding into laughter, he could spend every hour of the day chatting with his intimates, but if that man has been abandoned by God, he´d still be the loneliest man on earth.