Quotes About Intimacy

To get to know someone new, you need to touch a lot.

When we allow ourselves greater freedom in space and place than has come to be the norm, we create our own pathways of meaning and knowledge upon the land where we dwell. Wandering freely, we garner landmarks, presences, ecological awareness, a sense of kithship. Our brains and our hearts alike gather this knowledge as we become intimate with the paths that speak to us most strongly. Our footsteps in the outer world create an inner, wilder cartography that whispers, This way, this way…

I think that a certain hunger for him came first and was followed by a feeling of tenderness, gradually increasing, for a person who aroused such hunger and then satisfied it. Maybe that was what I felt for him that I thought was love.

There was no confusion of our bodies. I knew which arm was his and which mine, and which leg, and which shoulder. I did not lose track and kiss my own arm, or whatever came near my mouth. THe smallest motion did not immediately lead to another motion. It was not endless, I did not go more and more deeply into my body and his body as though to go as far as possible from my mind, and his mind, so conscious, so unrelenting. It did not end while it was still in the middle.

And, everyone knows, to tolerate a person telling you about his childhood it is necessary to be in love with him.

In a simple way, that same night, like two hungry and thirsty people, we could decide we wanted to find a place to be alone together and remain together long enough to satisfy our appetite.

The article ends, however, with a cautionary emendation of the opening statement about affection: nowadays many people make love, it says, who do not love each other, or even have any affection for each other, and whether or not this is a good thing we do not yet know.

Ana Clara contou que tinha um namorado que endoidava quando ela tirava os cílios postiços, a cena do biquíni não tinha a menor importância mas assim que começava a tirar os cílios, era a glória. Os olhos nus. Em verdade vos digo que chegará o dia em que a nudez dos olhos será mais excitante do que a do sexo.

Daqui a pouco ficarei em cacos na sua mão - balbuciou. E como sentisse que ele afrouxava o braço, animou-o novamente. - Mas eu quero que seja assim.

If it is your time, love will track you down like a cruise missile.

It's one thing to have a relationship, to lay your hands on it, and another to make it continue and last. That's something I haven't talked about much in my comic strips, and it's certainly something I'm interested in.

Love is an exploding cigar we willingly smoke.

Is it the pauses, not the parties, that create the friendship?

It was Alec who brought their lips together. Seregil's first reaction was disbelief. But Alec was insistent, clumsy but determined. It lasted an instant, an eternity, that one awkward kiss, and it spoke silent volumes of bewildered honesty. The moment that followed was too fragile for words.

Talí." It was the only thing Seregil could think of that encompassed everything he felt right now. Alec smiled. "You called me that by accident the first time, remember?" "Unthinking, perhaps, but no accident." Alec's cheeks went crimson as he declared softly, "You're my talí, too.

Say me aye," he whispered against her mouth. "Say me aye." How could she say anything else?

So many men treat their wives badly, or indifferently, or with barely contained impatience. Josh doesn't mind-- no that's not right--he insists on openly showing his love and respect for me.

Does this ring any bells?' he murmured against her lips. 'I——-' Whatever else she'd been about to say was lost as he kissed her again. His gentleness took her by surprise, and without being fully aware that she was doing it she started kissing him back, just as gently. His hand curved to fit her waist as he murmured something unintelligible, his long fingers sliding with masterful confidence to her ribcage.

She was halfway through the second yard when she heard Cyprien fall and curse. No man in the world will turn down a blow job, Alex thought as she dodged through yards and around the houses, putting as much distance between them as she could. And no man, not even Cyprien, could chase a girl with his pans down.

Impossible. But you know I'm there in spirit. In the middle of a ball, at the theater or even at court I'm here, inside you. Where I belong.

Serena walked off campus and when she was sure no one was watching, she headed down a side street, then ran over to La Brea. Stanton's car was parked in from of Pink's hot dog stand. Its sleek black metal reflected the late afternoon sun. He glanced up and smiled in recognition. He walked up to her and wrapped his arms tenderly around her. She pressed against him, enjoying his gentle touch. Then he kissed the top of her head and she looked up at him, her eyes now unguarded. "Ready?

One Valentine's Day I woke up to find that my husband had laid a trail of red hearts from the bed and halfway around the house to my present. The gift was small because we didn't have much money but I was touched to the heart by the effort he had made to surprise and please me.

For that reason, trusting men had never come naturally to Kat, which was why she was still a virgin at thirty-five.

Her first real kiss and he had apologised.