Quotes About Intimacy

It was like we were two halves of an oyster shell, and when you put us together, it hid the gray gunk inside.

I have been seduced and I have seduced. But this, dear friends, and gentle mouths...this was a Seduction.

He was in her thoughts – a deep tender sultry garden.

He smiles at me, and it is a knock on my chest, as if he had reached out and rapped it. My chest opens, my heart admits him.

It isn't just that you fall in love with someone—you each allow yourself new identities with each other, new skins, almost like a cocoon to who you'll be next.

it felt healing to be pressed against him. As if some wound he never knew he had healed itself more each time they touched.

Absorbes mis pensamientos de manera tan íntima como para permitirme pensar en otra cosa –no sólo ocupas mi mente todo el día; te introduces en mi sueño. Te encuentro en cada sueño –y cuando despierto no puedo cerrar mis ojos otra vez por reflexionar sobre tu dulzura.

Quando si ama veramente qualcuno, disse lei, avesse anche perduto gli occhi, si riuscirebbe comunque a vederlo, e avesse anche perduto le braccia, si riuscirebbe comunque ad abbracciarlo.

True love is an intense desire for the presence of its object. God is only ours in reality when we are conscious of His nearness, and that is strange love of Him which is content to pass days without ever setting Him before itself.

She was made for untidy rooms and rumpled beds.

But don't we often lie to people we love, or not tell them things, precisely because we love them?

The ultimate test of a relationship is to disagree but hold hands.

O kiss me into faintness sweet and dim!

If you want to have a relationship, at some point you have to let yourself get caught. That's what I did. I got caught.

Don't let down your guard," he warned. "And stay close to me." "I think I'm going to throw up." He took a deliberate step backward. "Then that staying-close thing was more of a metaphor.

Sure she'd found males attractive. But wanting them? Needing to feel their skin? Taste their lips? Run her fingers through their hair as she growled and begged them for all things dirty? Not until now. Until Jean-Baptiste.

What was the point in satin and lace if it didn't make a man struggle to speak?

The ultimate test of a relationship is to disagree but to hold hands.

Because you will meet somebody more exceptional than anyone you have ever know. Who will love you warmly as possible. And who will so completely attract you that you will feel you never really loved before.

Books might be your passion but you can't fuck a paperback.

It wasn't just the big romantic gestures that made a relationship, it was all the little things.

Think of opening your legs to my kiss, Anna," he commanded, watching how desire burned her and made her tremble, devouring her need. "Think of my tongue, my mouth, think how the heat will stir you, make you need what only I give you. How you will cry out, and beg for more.

If I had the opportunity, I would make the proposal that no man should be killed except by somebody who knows him well enough for the act to have impact. No death should be like nose blowing. Death is important enough that it should affect the person who causes it.

The Americans combine the notions of religion and liberty so intimately in their minds, that it is impossible to make them conceive of one without the other.