Quotes About Intimacy

The reflection that this sudden intimacy was unnatural, he rejected, for many conversations, for many conversations were really gathered into one.

Te necesito. A tí, querida alma de mi pasado sombrío -se apretó junto a él tanto que su aliento le rozaba los ojos, y su voz cantó literalmente al decir -: Te tengo, porque tu me amas y estás por completo a mi merced.

Mountains overawe and oceans terrify, while the mystery of great forests exercises a spell peculiarly its own. But all these, at one point or another, somewhere link on intimately with human life and human experience.

She had entered him like he was water. Like he was a dictionary and she was a word he hadn't known was in him. Or she had entered him more simply, like he was a door and she opened him, leaving him standing ajar as she walked straight in.

But pure joy! He'd forgotten what it feels like, to feel. To feel even just the thought of one's own bared self near someone else's beauty.

It isn't that kind of relationship," Elisabeth says to a lover. "It isn't even the least physical. It never has been. But it's love. I can't pretend it isn't.

I can remember once sitting opposite my brother and feeling so much love for him that it was almost as though I was knitted to him.

It is possible, he said, to be in love not with someone but with their eyes. I mean, with how eyes that aren't yours let you see where you are, who you are.

Is it possible, he said, to be in love not with someone but with their eyes. I mean, with how eyes that aren't yours let you see where you are, who you are…We have to hope that the people who love us and who know us a little bit will in the end have seen us truly. In the end, not much else matters…It is the only responsibility memory has. But, of course, memory and responsibility are strangers. They're foreign to each other. Memory always goes its own way quote regardless.

You hold me very tight in under my clothes, and if there's a library anywhere near then someone just removed its roof, the shelves just flooded with the sun and all the old books just remembered what it means to be bound in skin and to have a spine.

It is possible, he said, to be in love not with someone but with their eyes. I mean, with how eyes that aren't yours let you see where you are, who you are.

Perhaps somewhere in all of this if you look there's a proof of love.

We loved each other and sometimes we loved other people, but we had no respect for the institution of marriage.

One day I almost said it . . . after goin over the words in my mind, "Benjie, the greatest thing in the world is to love someone and they love you too." But when I opened my mouth, I said, "Benjie, brush the crumbs off your jacket.

I'm very romantic, I'm extremely romantic. I date my wife.

conveying the message that sexual touching requires consent, you're obviously conveying values and judgments. And

Marriage should be a long conversation leading to freedom

Being in love is not cool!

What's interesting is, for myself, when I become really attracted to somebody, I find them in my dreams... conversations, nothing more.

It's just me throwing myself at you, romance as usual, us times us, not lust but moxibustion, a substance burning close to the body as possible without risk of immolation.

Art should grasp the mind the way the vagina grasps the penis-Marcel Duchamp

he had a way of taking your hand which made it clear he'd have to be the one to let go.

No one knows you like a person with whom you've shared a childhood. No one will ever understand you in quite the same way.

For one of us at least, we knew, we were certain - this is how we saw the world - there would never again be loneliness in life.