Quotes About Intimacy

When you laugh...I want to smile. And when you cry...' She brushed the tears off of my face. 'I want the tears to roll down my cheeks.' She shook her head once, whispering, 'I'm not leaving you...won't.

All hearts have but one request. One simple, unspoken, undeniable need. One undeniable fear. "To be known.

Words that soak into your ears are whispered, not yelled.

O amor faz destas coisas. Nomeia o inominável e confere voz ao silêncio

Stripped bare, the human soul has one real desire: to know and be known.

More than that, I liked being known, and for the first time in my life, I was known by another. I'm not saying I liked what she knew about me, not proud of the bits and pieces, but somehow she was standing inside my skin and yet I didn't experience shame at her reflection.

This whole exchange is better when two people do it. it's called 'kissing'. It's when your lips speak what your heart feels. Or have you forgotten how? I laughed. I might have. It's been a long time.

The only true language in the world is a kiss... When the pleasure is simple and complete... in the offering.

All hearts have but one request. One simple, unspoken, undeniable need... To be known.

I'm one half of a two-piece puzzle." Ashley spoke again. "What's the best part?" "When she laughs…I smile. And when she cries, tears roll down my cheeks." He nodded. "I wouldn't trade that for…for nothing.

People would much rather die holding someone's hand than live alone.

I'd never cried as an adult, but then she passed that child—moments old—into my arms and, from some place I'd never felt, never known, never sensed, a well broke loose, burst forth, and poured out of me. I couldn't stop them. Didn't want to.

She took him by the ears and blew into his nostrils to give him a start, then looked into his eyes to see what she had surprised there.

When we learn from experience, the scars of sin can lead us to restoration and a renewed intimacy with God.

He wants you all to Himself to put His loving, divine arms around you.

Just stop and ask yourself the question, "Now what is it that I possess? I possess Jesus as my intimate Friend, who lives on the inside of me and who promised that no matter what goes on in my life, He will never leave me". You can't beat that for a promise or for friendship. That is an awesome possession which no one else can give you and no one else can promise you that.

Philippians 3:3 instructs, "Serve God by his Spirit . . . boast in Christ Jesus . . . put no confidence in the flesh." It will not only satisfy your being but will also build intimacy in your relationship with him.

An hour's conversation on literature between two ardent minds with a common devotion to a neglected poet is a miraculous road to intimacy.

She says that telling a love story is something one person does. Being in love takes both of them. Putting her on a pedestal is just a different way of being alone.

All of her heart, a meaningless phrase, but correct and precise, too. She used her heart to love him, not her head, and not her words and not her thoughts or ideas or feelings or any other vehicle or object or device people use to deliver love or love-like things.

It was almost reckless how vulnerable she allowed herself to be.

It was almost reckless how vulnerable she allowed herself to be; you couldn't help but hate her for doing that to herself, and at the same time hate yourself for giving in to it, and underneath all of that, despite your hate for her, couldn't help but love her.

Will? What are you doing?" "Being in love with you." "No, you're not. You're falling in love." "Same thing." "Not the same thing," she says. "Falling in love is a story." She says that telling a love story is something one person does. Being in love takes both of them. Putting her on a pedestal is just a different way of being alone.

One day, when I am a braver man, I will tell her these things, and then I will look her in the eye tell her I love her and ask her to be only mine. But until that day, we're just friends.