Quotes About Intimacy

Her eyes winded. "I'm becoming addicted to you?." He raised an eyebrow. "You say it like it's a bad thing.

Well...unfortunately there's a little problem," he said. "What?" He pointed up. "That." I looked up to see the mistletoe dangling from the ceiling where I'd hung it three hours before. "Okay, but what does that-?" Rhys kissed me. "I really, really, didn't want to like that," he said. "Rhys-" But before I could say anything else, he kissed me again and pulled me closer.

Just to make things perfectly clear between us, you can have my peanut butter, but my bed is off-limits.

One thing I know about husbands: They sure do like to be needed.

Of all the changes in my life since becoming a mother, the lack of quiet time with God was the one that discouraged me most. Going to church on Sunday and most Wednesdays was inspiring, yet I felt like I was running on spiritual fumes most of the week. My relationship with God seemed like a series of snippets whispered throughout the day. Text messages. No conversation. No intimacy.

Gwynn, she was always talking about wanting to be drunk and honestly I did want to encourage that, I wanted to go to a bar with her and let all the stuff sobriety pushed down be released so I could catch it in my palms and finally kiss her. She was just so sad. Melancholy was a fleshy wave permanently cresting on her face, she had to speak through it when she talked.

You would have to forget everything that came out of her mouth in order to later enjoy it on your cock.

She wouldn't have sex with me in public bathrooms. Little things like this haunted me. I was only twenty-five.

Who knows why people split up? Dirty knickers on the bathroom shower rail once too often, these things get huge, don't they?

Today's man speaks little types more, works little hypes more, faces humans less and Skypes more. Life has become so unreal. Deal less, feel more, do less be more and let your intimacy with life be realized, bond in flesh, blood, spirit and get MickeyMized.

He said he inspected her vagina and found that she was no longer a virgin, whereupon he strangled her in order to save her from the same kind of life that he had.

If a man wants to dominate a woman, he will demand sex, and if a woman wants to dominate a man, she will refuse him sex.

Bondage is a pleasure of the mind just as much as it is of the flesh.

What we love about love is the fever, which marriage puts to bed and cures.

After the chills and fever of love, how nice is the 98.6º of marriage!

Some women love only what they can hold in their arms; others, only what they can't.

El amor precede al conocimiento, y éste mata a aquél.

Eso de amor -decíase Ramiro ahora- sabe a libro; sólo en el teatro y en las novelas se oye el yo te amo; en la vida de la carne y sangre y hueso el entrañable ¡te quiero! y el más entrañable aún callárselo.

El amor es un éxtasis;nos saca de nosotros mismos

Quien conozca una, una sola bien, las conoce todas, conoce a la Mujer. Además, ya sabe usted que todo lo que se gana en extensión se pierde en intensidad.

Aquel hombre no podía ser de su mujer, porque no era de sí mismo, dueño de sí, sino a la vez un enajenado y un poseído.

Pues decía que cuando uno se casa, si lo hace enamorado de veras, al principio no puede tocar el cuerpo de su mujer sin emberrenchinarse y encenderse en deseo carnal, pero que pasa tiempo, se acostumbra, y llega un día en que lo mismo le es tocar con la mano al muslo desnudo de su mujer que al propio muslo suyo; pero también entonces, si tuvieran que cortarle a su mujer el muslo, le dolería como si le cortasen el propio.

Amor definido deja de serlo...

El amor precede al conocimiento, y este mata a aquel.