Quotes About Intimacy

Story writers say that love is concerned only with young people, and the excitement and glamour of romance end at the altar. How blind they are . The best romance is inside marriage; the finest love stories come after the wedding, not before.

It's so easy to love. The only hard thing is to be loved. [Vincent Van Gogh]

I crush her against me. I want to be part of her. Not just inside her but all around her. I want our rib cages to crack open and our hearts to migrate and merge. I want our cells to braid together like living thread.

For women, the best aphrodisiacs are words. The G-spot is in the ears. He who looks for it below there is wasting his time.

Writing is like making love. Don't worry about the orgasm, just concentrate on the process.

I looked on up to her eyes and held there steady, thinking pretty soon she'd look away, and then when I knew she wouldn't the silver thread our eyes were joined by began to hum like far-off bees. I felt my soul melt and flow out along it. I felt my heart melt and drip off my fingertips.

Is there someone who will stand naked with you in the shower and hold you and comfort you?" he had once said in a hoarse whisper, his words seeming to tumble over one another. "If you can't do that with the person you're with, then you're not really in love

Is there someone who will stand naked with you in the shower and hold you and comfort you?" he had once asked in a hoarse whisper, his words seeming to tumble over one another. "If you cannot do that with the person you are with, then you're not really in love?

Cooking was a passion and sometimes a serious art form, to be shared with a select few.

What makes lovemaking and reading resemble each other most is that within both of them times and spaces open, different from measurable time and space.

That wish to enter into an elusive element which had urged Cosimo into the trees, was still working now inside him unsatisfied, making him long for a more intimate link, a relationship which would bind him to each leaf and twig and feather and flutter.

L'aspetto in cui l'amplesso e la lettura s'assomigliano di più è che al loro interno s'aprono tempi e spazi diversi dal tempo e dallo spazio misurabili.

He was staring hard, not at his wife and me but at his daughter watching us. In his cold pupil, in the firm twist of his lips, was reflected Madame Miyagi's orgasm reflected in her daughter's gaze.

Cái làm cho s? làm tình và s? ??c gi?ng nhau nh?t là, ? c? hai s? ?y, th?i gian và không gian ??u m?, khác v?i th?i gian và không gian ?o l??ng ???c.

Si mette a letto dalla propria parte, ma prima col piede, poi con tutto il corpo, si sposta tutto nella nicchia di tepore lasciata dalla moglie. Quando lei torna la sera, lui è alzato da un pezzo ad aspettarla. Mangiano qualcosa, con lo struggimento di avere così poco tempo per stare insieme, tanto che non riescono quasi a portarsi il cucchiaio alla bocca, dalla voglia che avrebbero "di star lì a tenersi per mano".

in everything that was most remote from her lay the value of having her, the sense of his being the one who had her.

they live for each other; their eyes are interlocked but there is not love between them.

Ora siete marito e moglie, Lettore e Lettrice. Un grande letto matrimoniale accoglie le vostre letture parallele. Ludmilla chiude il suo libro, spegne la sua luce, abbandona il capo sul guanciale, dice: - Spegni anche tu. Non sei stanco di leggere? E tu: - Ancora un momento. Sto per finire Se una notte d'inverno un viaggiatore di Italo Calvino.

I might say I am in love with each of those girls and at the same time I am sure of being in love always with her alone.

O aspeto em que a cópula e a leitura mais se parecem é que dentro delas se abrem tempos e espaços diferentes do tempo e do espaço medíveis.

They have known her since she was a girl, they know everything there is to know about her, some of them may have been involved with her, now water under the bridge, over and done with; in other words, there is a veil of other images that settles on her image and blurs it, a weight of memories that keep me from seeing her as a person seen for the first time, other people's memories suspended like the smoke under the lamps.

There is a stirring of gaiety and intimacy, of slaps on the back, which surrounds Dr. Marne, a business of old jokes and teasing; but at the center of this merriment there is a zone of respect that is never breached, not only because Marne is a physician, public health officer or something of the sort, but also because he is a friend, or perhaps because he's a poor bastard who bears his misfortunes while remaining a friend.

Una volta sposati non si discute più d'amore e, quando si sente il bisogno di dirne, l'animalità interviene preso a rifare il silenzio. Ora tale animalità può essere divenuta tanto umana da complicarsi e falsificarsi, ed avviene che, chinandosi su una capigliatura femminile, si faccia anche lo sforzo di evocarvi qualcosa che non c'è. Si chiudono gli occhi e la donna diventa un'altra per ridivenire lei quando si abbandona

Ada m'afferrò subito la mano. Ebbi un brivido. Offre molto una donna porgendo la mano! Ho sempre sentito questo. Quando mi fu concessa una mano mi parve di afferrare tutta una donna. Sentii la sua statura e nell'evidente confronto fra la mia e la sua, mi parve di fare atto somigliante all'abbraccio.