Quotes About Intimacy

I'm a lover, I love love.

Among absent lovers, ardor always fares better.

This thing with being lovers, it isn't like being married.

I would say that artists have to be good lovers.

I grew as close to Madonna as I've ever been to a woman without being romantically involved.

Working with actors who are directors is magnificent. Because they understand the art form intimately, and they know exactly how everything works.

When we have relationships with animals, we often make up who they are.

Anytime I am around a male body part it is kind of exiting.

I have many close male friends.

Male relationships are deeply emotional and hard to talk about.

Nobody really knows anybody completely, even if they've been married to 'em for 53 years, you know?

I got married, other people went off. We had sort of another public-we were our entire readership for many years, and we were very excited by each other.

Married men don't do that. We don't talk about women.

I've heard that people want to marry their best friends. I think that should be partially true.

It was too hard to understand marrying someone I didn't know. When you don't like someone, if he touches you, it's harder than anything.

Then kiss me, Claire he whispered. And know that you are more to me than life, and I have no regret. I couldn't answer, but kissed him, first his hand, it's crooked fingers, warm and firm, and the brawny wrist of a sword-wielder, and then his mouth, heaven and promise and anguish all mingled, and the salt of tears in the taste of him.

Why did you want to see me?" He studied her face curiously. "Why do I always want to see you?" he countered. His voice was like velvet. "You're part of me now, Cecily." She colored. She couldn't meet his eyes. Did he think she didn't know about Audrey? "And you wouldn't lie to me," she said. "Any more than you'd lie to me," he replied softly. So they were both liars.

I'm not leaving you alone, even with a good shadow," he said firmly. "So either you move in with me, or I sleep on the couch here. Your choice." "Where will Audrey sleep?" she asked coldly.

He groaned her name as he bent, his mouth so tender, so exquisitely gentle with hers that tears ran hotly down her cheeks. He was the world, and everything in it. She loved him so.

breath. "You're welcome," he said tersely. "That man, Sims," she continued, worried. "The day you fired him, John said that he had a mean temper and that he carried a loaded rifle everywhere with him. You…you be careful, okay?" She heard the soft expulsion of breath. He moved a step closer, his lean hands lifting her oval face to his. She could see the soft glitter of his blue eyes in the faint

Like a white-haired whirlwind, Janet embraced the younger, taller woman with a deep sigh.

In Bed with the Wrangler

I put my arms round her. For just a mere, single instant I had a real, heavy body in my arms and a moist face against my cheek, with a real, difficult personality to go with them.

Couples are jigsaw puzzles that hang together by touching in just enough points.