Quotes About Intimacy

I may have entered her body, but now I want to enter her mind.

Man without life companion is either god or beast.

And the process of reading is such a private one. I once came into a room where a friend of mine was reading one of my books, and he clicked his tongue impatiently and shooed me off.

Marriage is a hunting permit that entitles you to only one dear at a time.

Real love is when you don't need to tell each other everything.

The land where the stones know you is worth more than the land where the people know you.

The man and his woman is like the grave and its dead.

The man who talks to his wife about his dog instead of singing a love song is a wise man.

The only man who doesn't think a woman talks too much is the man who is in love with her.

To know someone is not to know their face, but to know their heart.

You can discover the true love of your wife only in the days of hunger.

Teško je bilo sabrati se i sino?, Pa dati oproštajni poljubac ljubavniku, I upamtiti miris tijela i onu toplinu koja užga srce dok je u blizini.

Yes, the companionship is amazing. You know, you can get that physical attraction that happens is great, but then there's an awful lot of time and the rest of the day that you have to fill.

During the first few days a total of forty-three officers would visit the crime scene, looking for weapons and other evidence. In searching the loft above the living room, Sergeant Mike McGann found a film can containing a roll of video-tape. Sergeant Ed Henderson took it to the Police Academy, which had screening facilities. The film showed Sharon and Roman Polanski making love. With a certain delicacy, the tape was not booked into evidence but was returned to the loft where it had been found.

Whenever Lisa kisses me I feel like I'm levitating. It's a feeling I was never able to forget when we were apart and something I will never get sick of for as long as I live. Maybe even longer.

It isn't love if it isn't everything.

Desire comes easy to a man, but it soon flickers out if love doesn't light the flame.

Never again could she give herself to any man as she had given herself to her husband; completely, as though the world might end before morning came.

Drink, my angel; everything I have inside me is yours, soak it up through the paper, through the sleeve of my coat. Suck my blood out of the hollow of my elbow where you are lying, where you are keeping warm. It's just as you please, it will always be just as you please from now on.

We embraced again, we wanted to engulf each other. We had cast off our families, the world, time, certainty. Clasping her against my gaping open heart, I wanted to draw Isabelle inside. Love is an exhausting invention. Isabelle, Thérèse, I pronounced in my head, getting used to the magical simplicity of our two names.

It's incredible," she sighed. My eyebrows brushed Isabelle's eyebrows. "It's incredible the way I'm seeing you

Ses lèvres cherchaient des Thérèse dans mes cheveux, dans mon cou, dans les plis de mon tablier, entre mes doigts, sur mon épaule. Que ne puis-je me reproduire mille fois et lui donner mille Thérèse. Je ne suis que moi-même. C'est trop peu.

S/M is about emotion, the erotic tension between my impulse toward something and my resistance against it.

I sure would like to get kissed. How would that feel on my mouth, How different would I be after, a changed climate down in my insides?