Quotes About Intimacy

He cupped the back of her head with one large hand and kissed her, slowly, sweetly, as if he were courting her again. When he pulled away, he wasn't surprised to find the tears that had stood unshed in her eyes were gone. He had always said Delilah Drummond was a force of nature. She had swept into his life with all the impact of a hurricane, and he had never entirely recovered from the first time she had looked up into his eyes and given him her slow, inviting smile.

No," he said slowly. "I am better than a husband. I am your friend.

Too late, I understood the magnitude of a woman's vulnerability in marriage, how every particle of her happiness depends upon her choosing well. And I had chosen unwisely.

Seduction has been my life's work, mademoiselle. I know how a man looks at a woman when he has had her. And I know how a man looks when he is suffering for want of her.

The soul is a thing apart. When you decide to share that with someone, then you will know what it is to live.

She had stripped away her own illusions for him, and that was as seductive a thing as any woman could do.

Veronica." He had uttered my name a thousand times, but never before had it sounded like a prayer. "There are things I should tell you.

Brisbane and I passed a thoroughly satisfactory and entirely private evening in the solitude of our room. "Thank God for stout stone walls," he said at one point, and I heartily agreed.

By the time she split from the third one, she'd given up entirely on marriage and decided to keep a string of what the kids call fuckbuddies.

He slid his arms around her. "Is that how you fixed us together? Magic potions in my evening whisky?" She put her hands into his hair, twisting her fingers and tugging ever so slightly. "I didn't have to fix us. We came that way." (Johnny and Delilah)

He would rather dance at the end of a hangman's noose than betray you? That speaks to a connection more intimate than mere friendship,

Maybe I was being too picky. Maybe I didn't want to be close to anyone. Maybe I'd just be the type who couldn't feel love all the way or something. I couldn't tell what was wrong, but what was wrong was that it just wasn't right.

You can hold a secret, hold it so far in that it drives nearly every thought and every move you make- your very heartbeat, almost.

A relationship could be a place to hide too.

What's that about? Love must be more about power than we think, if even in its most intimate moment of expression we think about not being the one who risks the most.

This was what happened after you'd been together with someone a long time. You loved that it was old and worn and comfy, but sometimes it was old and worn and comfy.

We had lain together, skin on skin, been as close as two people could, and he was a stranger. He was that someone who you are afraid of as a child, stranger. They never told you that stranger might be someone you knew.

Shakti always said we should have a guy we wanted to keep shaving our legs for. I knew what she meant." pg. 129

You knew me. You KNOW me. I can't imagine my life without you, without someone who knows me that well.

I've always felt that a heart is meant to be given to only one person at a time. And, too, when it moves on, it moves on for good.

but truthfully, a kiss needs something more important than curiosity. A kiss needs desire. A kiss should rocket past the excitement level of eating lettuce.

Love must be more about power than we think, if even in its most intimate moment of expression we think about not being the one who risks the most.

Nothing is more intimate than someone who knows your heart. Nothing is more dangerous than someone who knows your heart. Holding someone's heart like that is power.

We looked at each other and smiled like we just discovered something wonderful, maybe kissing itself, something no one else ever figured out. It seemed like ours, a terrific secret.