Quotes About Intimacy

El amor de un ser humano por otro, es posiblemente la prueba más difícil para cada uno de nosotros.

T'appuyant, fraîche claire rose, contre mon oeil fermé -, on dirait mille paupières superposées contre la mienne chaude. Mille sommeils contre ma feinte sous laquelle je rôde dans l'odorant labyrinthe.

For one human being to love another; that is perhaps the most difficult of all our tasks, the ultimate, the last test and proof, the work for which all other work is but preparation. I hold this to be the highest task for a bond between two people: that each protects the solitude of the other.

Cum aÅŸ putea s? mi-l mai Å£in în mine sufletul când mi-l mângâi tu?

DüÅŸünebilirdim ta en son k?y?na kadar bin katl? bir düÅŸünceyle ben seni; ve bir gülümseme süresince benim olurdun.

It is you; you are the light around these familiar intimate things.

Ich möchte dir ein Liebes schenken, das dich mir zur Vertrauten macht: aus meinem Tag ein Deingedenken und einen Traum aus meiner Nacht. Mir ist, daß wir uns selig fänden und daß du dann wie ein Geschmeid mir löstest aus den müden Händen die niebegehrte Zärtlichkeit.

Even between the closest human beings, infinite distances continue.

Ah, only plunged toward you does my face cease being on display, grows into you and twines on darkly, endlessly, into your sheltered heart…

Yes, you've entered my bloodstream, the room, the whole springtime is filled with you...

To love is good, for love is hard. Love between one person and another: that is perhaps the hardest thing it is laid on us to do, the utmost, the ultimate trial and test, the work for which all other work is just preparation.

Il vostro più intimo accadere è degno di tutto il vostro amore.

I can see myself lying in my little high-sided bed, not sleeping and somehow vaguely intimating that that was how life would be: full of special things that are only intended for one person and cannot be told of.

Sex is difficult, true. But difficult things are what we were set to do, almost everything serious is difficult, and everything is serious.

To love is also good, for love is hard. Love between one person and another: that is perhaps the hardest thing it is laid on us to do, the utmost, the ultimate trial and test, the work for which all other work is just preparation.

When I go toward you It is with my whole life.

As one puts a handkerchief before pent-in-breath- no: as one presses it against a wound out of which the whole of life, in a single gush, wants to stream, I held you to me: I saw you turn red from me. How could anyone express what took place between us? We made up for everything there was never time for. I matured strangely in every impulse of unperformed youth, and you, love, had wildest childhood over my heart…

Love between one person and another: that is perhaps the hardest thing it is laid on us to do, the utmost, the ultimate trial and test, the work for which all other work is just preparation.

Wir haben, wo wir uns lieben, ja nur dies: einander lassen; denn daß wir uns halten, das fällt uns leicht und ist nicht erst zu erlernen.

how will you sleep without my whispering above you like the linden's branches? Without my lying here awake and placing words, almost like eyelids, on your breasts, your limbs, your lips. Without my closing you and leaving you alone with what is yours like a garden with a mass of mint-balm and star-anise.

We are unutterably alone, essentially, especially in the things most intimate and most important to us.

A friend is a person with whom I may be sincere. Before him I may think aloud. I am arrived at last in the presence of a man so real and equal, that I may drop even those undermost garments of dissimulation, courtesy, and second thought, which men never put off, and may deal with him with the simplicity and wholeness with which one chemical atom meets another.

When friendships are real, they are not glass threads or frost work, but the solidest things we can know.

Rings and jewels are not gifts, but apologies for gifts. The only gift is a portion of thyself. Thou must bleed for me.