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Quotes About Intimacy

Chasing down international killers without a firearm is easier than facing my feelings for you.
~ DiAnn Mills
I belong to Bridegrooms Anonymous. Whenever I feel like getting married, they send over a lady in a housecoat and hair curlers to burn my toast for me.
~ Dick Martin
buscaba el olor puro del aliento, ese que acompaña a la palabra y al suspiro y convierte a una desconocida —pues la mayoría de las veces ni sabía ni sabría nunca el nombre de la donante— en alguien inolvidable.
~ Didier Decoin
Human love has little regard for the truth. It makes the truth relative, since nothing, not even the truth, must come between it and the beloved person.
~ Dietrich Bonhoeffer
Not hero worship, but intimacy with Christ.
~ Dietrich Bonhoeffer
Que Cristo nos ama es el gran secreto, el secreto más íntimo de cada alma. Es la realidad más inconcebible; es una realidad que cambiaría completamente la vida de cualquiera que se diera cuenta de ello plenamente. Pero para darse cuenta de ello no basta un mero conocimiento teórico, sino una vivencia de este amor similar a la que se tiene del amor de la persona amada. (p. 16)
~ Dietrich von Hildebrand
There is no secret formula--only a life committed to a close walk with God.
~ Dillon Burroughs
Prayer is not about a list; prayer is about a lifestyle.
~ Dillon Burroughs
He laughed when she wrinkled her nose at the water that dripped on it. "Here, baby," he said softly. "Let me dry that little bit of nose real fast before it washes off my freckles." She grinned. "Your freckles?" "Mine. All five," he said, and just to prove he could, kissed her again.
~ Dinah McCall
There's something physical that changes with a person's appearance when they suddenly open up to you.
~ Dinaw Mengestu
What I didn't know until then was that loving someone and feeling loved in return was the best exercise for the heart, the strength training needed to do more than simply make it through life.
~ Dinaw Mengestu
No one will ever have loved each other more than we did.
~ Dinaw Mengestu
We would meet outside the same wine bar we had gone to on our first date, and from there we would wander through the city for five or six hours since neither one of us had a private place that we could retreat to. Walking out in the open for so long only helped to draw us closer. There was too much space on the avenues, and the side streets were often too crowded with people and cabs hurrying to cut across town. To counter that we held each other's hands and arms, ribs and waists.
~ Dinaw Mengestu
Silence isn't the same when it's shared.
~ Dinaw Mengestu
Un po' più in là della tua solitudine, c'è la persona che ami
~ Dino Buzzati
God be thanked, the meanest of His mortals, Has two soul-sides, one to face the world with; One to show a woman when he loves her.
~ Dion Fortune
I suggest that we should deal with sex, not from the standpoint of its wickedness, nor of its commonplaceness, but of its sacredness.
~ Dion Fortune
The heart of the jealous knows the best and most satisfying love, that of the other's bed, where the rival perfects the lover's imperfections.
~ Djuna Barnes
You know what man really desires?" inquired the doctor, grinning into the immobile face of the Baron. "One of two things: to find someone who is so stupid that he can lie to her, or to love someone so much that she can lie to him.
~ Djuna Barnes
Everything we can't bear in this world, some day we find in one person, and love it all at once.
~ Djuna Barnes
From the half-open doors of this chiffonier hung laces, ribands, stockings, ladies' underclothing and an abdominal brace, which gave the impression that the feminine finery had suffered venery.
~ Djuna Barnes
To love without criticism is to be betrayed.
~ Djuna Barnes
The heart of the jealous knows the best and the most satisfying love, that of the other's bed, where the rival perfects the lover's imperfections. Fancy gallops to take part in that duel, unconstrained by any certain articulation of the laws of that unseen game.
~ Djuna Barnes
But death is intimacy walking backward. We are crazed with grief when she, who once permitted us, leaves to us the only recollection.
~ Djuna Barnes