Quotes About Intimacy

I want you to know that it is not always easy to love me. That sometimes my chest is a field full of landmines, and where you went last night, you can't go tomorrow. There is no manual, there is no road map, no help line you can call; my body does not come with instructions, and sometimes even I don't know what to do with it. This cannot be easy. But still, you touch me anyway.

It's strange, the things you miss. Me, I miss the way she used to wear her socks to bed and then pull them off with her toes. I would find them hidden in the sheets when I made the bed in the morning, crumpled into little black balls, covered in dog hair. It used to drive me nuts, but not anymore, in retrospect. Now it seems kind of adorable.

Man's consciously lived fragility, individuality and relatedness make the experience of pain, of sickness and of death an integral part of his life. The ability to cope with this trio autonomously is fundamental to his health. As he becomes dependent on the management of his intimacy, he renounces his autonomy and his health must decline.

You may live a long while with some people and be on friendly terms with them and never speak openly with them from your soul.

In this world love has no color yet how deeply my body is stained by yours.

For a moment he became smoke. How intimate, now, the cloudy sky.

Marriage is like paying an endless visit in your worst clothes.

Ik ben de enige die al de vrouwen die ze geweest is in haar kan zien. Soms raak ik haar dan aan, raak ik ze allemaal tegelijk even zachtjes aan.

I think you grow wherever God plants you. I hope I'm growing as a person of faith, as a Christian. That should be our number one objective this journey of life. That all starts with a personal intimate relationship with Christ and then being in prayer every single day about all of those things - being tenacious about it.

A person can't tell another person what to put between them and their God.

I regret to say that we of the FBI are powerless to act in cases of oral-genital intimacy, unless it has in some way obstructed interstate commerce.

Twenty years ago no one could have imagined the effects the Internet would have: entire relationships flourish, friendships prosper ... there's a vast new intimacy and accidental poetry, not to mention the weirdest porn. The entire human experience seems to unveil itself like the surface of a new planet.

There are some things you can't share without ending up liking each other.

We get drawn into this emotional quicksand because our state of mind is intimately connected with memory. The mind is constantly trawling through memories to find those that echo our current emotional state

The more important the emotion is, the fewer words required to express it: Will you go out with me? I think I like you. I care for you. I love you. Marry me. Goodbye.

And he took her in his arms and kissed her under the sunlit sky, and he cared not that they stood high upon the walls in the sight of many.

This morning I heard : the hesitancy in her voice wasn't ordinary sincerity but a lot of it, and her tone wasn't only friendly, it was intimate, private, longing . The words, quiet and simple as they were, were strong, deep tosses that landed close, and loud.

You are not alone with a guy until you are a proper age. You don't go to certain levels with men until you are married or you have a certain relationship.

She longed for a letter that was for her and her alone, a letter which would give her some glimpse into his heart.

I had to be alone to know we were so close.

Like the expanse of space, the mind [in its intrinsic nature] transcends intellect. Let it remain in its relaxed nature, without directing or settling it, for mind without a manipulated focus represents Mah?mudr?; By deepening intimacy with it, one will attain supreme enlightenment.

The moment sex ceases to be a servant it becomes a tyrant.

There's an alchemy that happens during sex that causes 1 + 1 to add up to much more than 2, even as those halves meld in an almost magical way to form a single unit that's more complete than either of them alone.

In the water, in the dark. It doesn't matter whose fingers find whose toes. Nobody can see. The stars are saying nothing.