Quotes About Intimacy

Deep down? That sounds like settling to me. You shouldn't have to venture deep down in order to get to love.

Let's always love each other, and never be in love with each other.

encroach, v. The first three nights we spent together, I couldn't sleep. I wasn't used to your breathing, your feet on my legs, your weight in my bed. In truth, I still sleep better when I'm alone. But now I allow that sleep isn't always the most important thing.

Making love without noise is like playing a muted piano-fine for practice, but you cheat yourself out of hearing the glorious results.

When I say, Be my lover , I don't mean, Let's have an affair . I don't mean, Sleep with me . I don't mean, Be my secret . I want us to go back down to that root. I want you to be the one who loves me. I want to be the one who loves you.

For I have never wanted a lover, but I have always wanted to love, and to be loved.

All sorts of yayness floods my brain. Love is such a drug.

The tenderness between two people can turn the air tender, the room tender, time itself tender. As I step out of bed and slip on an oversize shirt, everything around me feels like it's the temperature of happiness.

I have already spent roughly five thousand hours asleep next to you. This has to mean something.

It's b******* to think of friendship and romance being different. They're not. They're just variations of the same love. Variatons of the same desire to be close.

ardent, adj. It was after sex, when there was still heat and mostly breathing, when there was still touch and mostly thought... it was as if the whole world could be reduced to the sound of a single string being played, and the only thing this sound could make me think of was you. Sometimes desire is in the air; sometimes desire is liquid. And every now and then, when everything else is air and liquid, desire solidifies, and the body is the magnet that draws its weight.

I want to write my life. I want to be able to write my life. You are a second away from saying it. You have no idea how much I love you.

I want this world small enough for the two of us I want you to think of me that way I want this world to crash us into marvelous I want you to kiss me and say:

elliptical, adj. The kiss I like the most is one of the slow ones. It's as much breath as touch, as much no as yes. You lean in from the side, and I have to turn a little to make it happen.

It's the secret smile you get from knowing that, somewhere, there is someone who is yours. Not in the sense that you own her or control her. She is yours because you can say anything to her, whenever you need to. And she can do the same, whenever she needs to.

It's not the easy things that let you get to know a person.

I've lost track of where friendship ends and falling begins. (this is the foolish refrain of the hopelessly devoted.) there are times I want to kiss you midsentence. undo the not-doing with one gesture.

me: you know what sucks about love? o.w.g.: what? me: that it's so tied to the truth. I know it sucks, but in a way, it's good....Love and truth being tied together, I mean. They make each other possible, you know?

I think they have compatible silences.

We hold hands as we walk through town. If anybody notices, nobody cares. I know we all like to think of the heart as the center of the body but at this moment, every conscious part of me is in the hand that he holds. It is through that hand, that feeling, that I experience everything else.

But he can also be incredibly sweet. And I know that, deep down, I mean the world to him. Deep down? That sounds like settling to me. You shouldn't have to venture deep down in order to get to love.

You can be naked with someone and remain unknowable. You can be someone's secret without ever knowing what the full secret is. You can know he's even more scared than you are, but that doesn't make you any less scared yourself.

Dispel, v. It was the way you said, "I have something to tell you." I could feel the magic drain from the room.

Hell, yes, Dev says, sitting up now. Don't get me wrong - we're totally going to make the beast with two backs tonight. But if we do it right, it's going to feel like holding hands.