Quotes About Intimacy

We're all terribly, terribly lonely. And there's a way, at least in prose fiction, that can allow you to be intimate with the world and with a mind and with characters that you just can't be in the real world. — David Foster Wallace, interview in Whiskey Island , Spring, 1993.

The Major folded his arms round her, holding her to him as if she was a child, and kissed her head. I will not change, dear Amelia, he said. I ask for no more than your love. I think I would not have it otherwise. Only let me stay near you, and see you often. Yes, often, Amelia said. And so William was at liberty to look and long: as the poor boy at school who has no money may sigh after the contents of the tart-woman's tray.

the dark walks, so favourable to the interviews of young lovers

I do love nothing in the world so well as you- is not that strange?

I would not wish Any companion in the world but you, Nor can imagination form a shape, Besides yourself, to like of.

I was too young that time to value her, But now I know her. If she be a traitor, Why, so am I. We still have slept together, Rose at an instant, learned, played, eat together, And wheresoe'er we went, like Juno's swans, Still we went coupled and inseparable.

Eternity was in our lips and eyes.

I have unclasp'd to thee the book even of my secret soul.

Madam, you have bereft me of all words, Only my blood speaks to you in my veins

Speak low if you speak love.

I am one, sir, that comes to tell you your daughter and the Moor are now making the beast with two backs.

Look, how this ring encompasseth thy finger, Even so thy breast encloseth my poor heart; Wear both of them, for both of them are thine.

They met so near with their lips that their breaths embraced together.

Sir, I love you more than words can wield the matter; dearer than eye-sight, space, and liberty, beyond waht can be valued, rich or rare; no less than life, with grace, health, beauty, honor; as much as child e'er loved, or father found; a love that makes breath poor, and speech unable; beyond all manner of so much I love you.

Oh, take the sense, sweet, of my innocence. Love takes the meaning in love's conference. I mean that my heart unto yours is knit So that but one heart we can make of it.

O,come,be buried A second time within these arms (They embrace)

He kiss'd, –the last of many doubled kisses, –this orient pearl.

Love, and be silent.

Therefore I lie with her and she with me, And in our faults by lies we flatter'd be.

Their images I loved I view in thee And thou, all they, hast all the all of me.

Didst thou but know the inly touch of love Thou wouldst as soon go kindle fire with snow As seek to quench the fire of love with words. (2.7.18-20)

No more can I be sever'd from your side, Than can yourself yourself in twain divide:

And, till she come, as truly as to heaven I do confess the vices of my blood, So justly to your grave ears I'll present How I did thrive in this fair lady's love, And she in mine.

Thy bosom is endeared with all hearts,   Which I by lacking have supposed dead;   And there reigns Love, and all Love's loving parts,   And all those friends which I thought buried.