Quotes About Intimacy

A happy marriage is a long conversation which always seems too short.

A successful marriage is an edifice that must be rebuilt every day.

Keep this up, Mrs. Collier, and I may have to kiss you.

The colonel reached up and brushed a curl back from Carrie's cheek, tucking it behind her ear. His gentle touch was healing salve for her aching heart. His eyes held hers for several long seconds. Then in seemingly one smooth motion, he dropped his hand and stood. "Good night, Miss Bell—er, Carrie Ann." He gave her a polite little bow, but his eyes held a certain light. He genuinely cared about her.

When the line of incoming guests ended, Peyton put his arm around Carrie's waist. She looked enchanting tonight with her reddish-brown tresses pulled back off her face save for the ringlets that brushed against her bare shoulders. Her skin glowed with softness, and Peyton longed to kiss his way down her neck and across her collarbone.

She looks at Laura. Their eyes meet.

You think intercourse is a private act it's not, it's a social act. Men are sexually predatory in life and women are sexually manipulative. When two individuals come together and leave their gender outside the bedroom door, then they make love.

Seduction is often difficult to distinguish from rape. In seduction, the rapist often bothers to buy a bottle of wine.

Thou shalt not lie with mankind, as with womankind: it is abomination.' (Leviticus 18:22). That means simply that it is foul to do to other men what men habitually, proudly, manfully do to women: use them as inanimate, empty, concave things; fuck them into submission; subordinate them through sex.

That night when you kissed me, I left a poem in your mouth, and you can hear some of the lines every time you breathe out.

Desperate, lonely, cut off from the human community which in many cases has ceased to exist, under the sentence of violent death, wracked by desires for intimacy they do not know how to fulfil, at the same time tormented by the presence of women, men turn to logic.

A book without words is like love without a kiss; it's empty.

One can easily imagine a talker and a withdrawer in a relationship facing a joint stress and dealing with that stress in very different ways that intensify their differences. Talkers want to share their concerns with their intimate partners, intensifying the withdrawer's need for time alone.

My skin will never work like that again, so aware of the other person that I'm unsure where she ends and I begin. Never again. Never again will my skin be a thing that can so perfectly communicate; in losing my skin to the fire, I also lost the opportunity to make it disappear with another person.

You are mine, I am yours: you may be sure of this. You've been locked inside my heart, the key has been thrown away; within it, you must always stay.

Dû bist mîn, ich bin dîn, des solt dû gewis sîn, dû bist beslozzen in mînem herzen, verlorn ist das slüzzelîn: dû muost och immer darinne sîn.

When I had touched her that first time, it did not feel like the first time I had touched her.

Now of all the bonds between homosexual friends, none was greater than that between friends who danced together. The friend you danced with, when you had no lover, was the most important person in your life; and for people who went without lovers for years, that was all they had.

Indifference is the greatest aphrodisiac.

If your friends don't want your boyfriend, what's the point?

Go out dancing tonight, my dear, and go home with someone, and if the love doesn't last beyond the morning, then know I love you.

What do you like to do? Do you like to get fucked a long time, deeply, slowly, searchingly?

Have you ever noticed," he said, stirred now by this vision of domestic bliss that was beyond his reach, and shocked earlier that evening to find himself crying in the subway on his way home from a client, "that gay people secrete everything in each other's presence but tears?

We wanted to be loved by Malone, with this egotistic detail: that it would be an exclusive love.