Quotes About Intimacy

Kissing should be this, an act of intimacy that signals rightness, that prompts an instant internal awareness that says, This is where I belong.

But there in the middle of the crowded dance floor, his gaze held hers, said things that didn't need words for expression. The message couldn't have been more eloquent.

He turned his face to hers, and she kissed him, nothing soft and introductory, just picking up where they'd left off, two people who knew each other's bodies.

DESIREE: Don't forget, Madame, that love is a perpetual juggling of three balls. Their names are heart, word and sex. How easily these three balls can be juggled, and how easily one of them can be dropped.

You know I feel such tenderness for you. It's difficult to bear. I don't know what to do with my tenderness.

Our human flesh needs touch and intimacy, what we get, or should get, from a mother--Woman. Shouts and whispers

A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.

A kiss is the natures way to stop a conversation, when the words are superfluous

I do not know how to kiss or I would kiss you. Where do the noses go?

A kiss is a lovely trick, designed by nature, to stop words when speech becomes superfluous.

They felt a strange happiness, an urgent need to reveal their hearts to each other- the urgency of lovers, which is already a gift, the very first one, the gift of the soul before the body surrenders. 'Know me, look at me. This is who I am. This is how I have lived, this is what I have loved. And you? What about you, my darling?

And then suddenly Danny's arms were around me, and his lips were on mine, and the crazy windshield wipers commenced singing our names together.

They said no one knew a man as well as a woman who slept with him.

Over time in a marriage, your two circles that have been totally separate will start to overlap. You get to this wonderful place at the end of a marriage where you are like rocks in a rushing river that have been banged up against each other so many times that you are now smooth and soft around the edges, as you rest side by side.

One doesn't have to get anywhere in a marriage. It's not a public conveyance.

I hate solitude, but I'm afraid of intimacy. The substance of my life is a private conversation with myself which to turn into a dialogue would be equivalent to self-destruction. The company which I need is the company which a pub or a cafe will provide. I have never wanted a communion of souls. It's already hard enough to tell the truth to oneself.

Falling out of love is chiefly a matter of forgetting how charming someone is.

The absolute yearning of one human body for another particular body and its indifference to substitutes is one of life's major mysteries.

We can only learn to love by loving.

But I say: "Tilli, sometimes women too are sensual and want only that one thing." And there's no difference. Because sometimes I only want to wake up with someone in the morning, all messed up from kissing and half dead and without any energy to think, but wonderfully tired and rested at the same time.

Not that there's anything going on between him and me. As I've been telling Therese, who also works at the office and is my friend: "There has to be some love involved. Otherwise, what about our ideals?

When two people were in love you had to leave them to it. Especially when you weren't in love and wished that you were. That could embarrass. That could hurt.

I don't care who takes you to the party, baby ... long as I can take you home.

Picture you, upon my knee, Just tea for two, and two for tea.