Quotes About Intimacy

Perhaps sex isn't of the body at all. Perhaps it is a function of language.

He had her in his heart, but not always in his mind.

He did not consider if or how or why he loved them. They were just love: they were the first evidence he ever had of love, and they would be the last confirmation of love when everything else fell away.

Under every friendship there is a difficult sentence that must be said, in order that the friendship can be survived.

How much longer on the divan? Why does sex have to mean everything? OK, it can mean something, but why everything? Why do thirty years have to go down the toilet because I wanted to touch somebody else? Am I missing something? Is this what it comes down to? Why does the sex have to mean everything?

The ideal reader cannot sleep when holding the writer he was meant to be with.

No, Keeks - this is a good thing. It's been hell - I know it has. But I don't want to be without... us. You;re the person I - you're my life, Keeks. You have been and you will be and you are. i don't know how you want me to say it. You're for me - you are me. We've always known that - and there's no way out now anyway. I love you. You're for me.

They caught up with each other's news casually, leaving long, cosy gaps of silence in which to go to work on their muffins and coffees. Jerome - after two months of having to be witty and brilliant in a strange town among strangers - appreciated the gift of it. People talk about the happy quiet that can exist between two lovers, but this too was great; sitting between his sister and his brother, saying nothing, eating. ~ on the comforts of home.

He talked and talked, the kind of talking you do to stave off the inevitable physical desire, the kind of talking that only increases it.

My evidence—such as it is—is almost always intimate. I feel this—do you? I'm struck by this thought—are you?

I wanted to love and to be loved.

Back then, we were all still willing to take the "risk," if "risk" is the right word to describe entering into the lives of others, not merely in symbol but in reality.

Two people creating the time of their own lives, protected somehow by love, not ignorant of history but not deformed by it, either.

within our intimacy, I could not be a girl, nor could I be anyone's baby, I could only be a female human, and the sex I understood was of the kind between friends and equals, bracketing conversation, like a shelf of books between bookends.

within our intimacy, I could not be a girl, nor could I be anyone's baby, I could only be a female human, and the sex I understood was of the kind that occurs between friends and equals, bracketing conversation, like a shelf of books between bookends.

although entrapment in this case was only another word for love.

Love is when you look into someone's eyes and see everything you need." —Unknown

People put up walls. Not to keep others out, but to see who cares enough to break them down." —Socrates

Sex is like the cherry on the top of a sundae, but you need to make the sundae first, if you get my drift.

He saw the dark, slender, graceful outline of her form. A woman lay in his arms! And he held her closer. He who had been alone in the sad, silent watches of the night was not now and never must be again alone. He who had yearned for the touch of a hand felt the long tremble and the heart-beat of a woman.

He ran his hands over Ken's smooth skin and felt of the muscles

Cum e posibil s? fie mai uÈ™or de vorbit cu un str?in (...), È™i acesta e f?r? îndoial? paradoxul cel mai frecvent È™i mai revolt?tor al vieÈ›ii în doi, c? ne apropiem ca s? ne dep?rt?m.

Atât de multe dureri È™i sensibilit??i, r?ni È™i cicatrici creeaz? intimitatea, încât orice team? devine prea ginga?? pentru o discuÈ›ie obiectiv?, serioas? (...).

fiindc? viaÈ›a al?turi de o femeie care aproape c? murise din dragoste e un joc în care îÈ›i eÈ™ti adversar È›ie însuÈ›i, È™i în nici un caz nu e un joc pe care-l joci în favoarea ta.