Quotes About Intimacy

I feel like I should love them right away. But how do you do that? You can't make yourself love someone, can you?

Lena wished that love were something you could flip on and off. You could turn it on when you felt good about yourself and worthy of it and generous enough to return it. You could flip it off when you needed to hide or self-destruct ad had nothing at all to give.

I'm dying with you before I'm living without you.

Marnie loved her better and more honestly than anyone else in the world, with the possible exception of her mother, who loved her intensely if not honestly.

She wasn't comfortable with the term boyfriend even when she did have one, and she hated everybody knowing her private business.

Lui la seguì, senza maglietta: portava solo i boxer. Non era costretto a seguirla. Il cuore di Bridget faceva le fusa. Tese una mano verso di lui. «Sapevi che sarei venuta?» chiese. Faticava a distinguere i lineamenti di Eric, nell'oscurità. «Non volevo» rispose lui. Fece una lunga pausa. «E lo speravo»

but it was hard to give the real world much notice when he was this close.

When we stopped to eat in the midday, she spilled rice on my knee, and she smiled. I wanted her to spill a thousand things on me, lava, acid, bricks, anything, and smile each time.

Tibby, you are crazy, Carmen said. Those pants are in love with you. They want you for your body and your mind. She couldn't help seeing the pants in a completely new way.

Could she kiss him? Would he allow her that? Was that something he could pretend was nothing? What about making love? Could she just open up her legs and pull him inside her and have him all she wanted and later give her assent that it was nothing?

But now he held her. He forgot to worry as much about waking her up. She turned her body to his, eyes closed, and curled herself around him. She pressed her cheek to her chest, and he felt the tickle of her hair in his neck and under his nose. Trust and love went together.

Anatole and I had barely kissed. Most couples in the history of the world had barely kissed. It's when the world changed and people started doing everything else, that's when everybody got divorced.

Intimacy came faster when a person wore their pain and poor luck for all to see.

I guess I was better at loving then, too, and also better at being loved. The two go together.

He could barely look at her, but he couldn't look anywhere else.

I know your face by touch when it's dark, I know the profile of your sleeping face, the sound of you sleeping.

relationships

It's hard to fuck your girlfriend when she's fucked up and you're not. It's harder than the skee-ball they used to have at the Plaza arcade, all that agony over a fuzzy piece.

When Ruth spots a man she likes, she gets him drunk, strips off his clothes, and hops into bed with him. When he wakes up the next morning, he has no choice but to marry her. And

The physical union of a man and a woman, in essence, is a supernatural act, a reminiscence of paradise, the most beautiful of all the hymns of praise dedicated to the Creator by the creature; it is the alpha and the omega of all creation.

The failure of so many marriages is due to their getting married out of animal passion and not out of love.

She nestled against him, already limp and relaxed. With a tremulous little sigh, she curled her fist against his chest. Aidan had to force himself to relax. He held himself very still, tempering the desire that churned and clamored in his chest, twisting and turning restlessly. He was still shocked by it, by its strength, its persistence, for it grew more rousing with every moment spent with her.

He wanted more. Much more. He wanted Miss Fionna Hawkes beneath him, around him, above him, her slim, naked limbs twined with his. He ached with the need to feel himself rooted deep and hard, all the way to her womb.

His eyes had grown dark and smoky. A silky undertone crept into his voice. Never tempted by any man, Fionna. Never tempted by any man... before me. Never tempted by desire. Untouched by any man... before me. Lightly he molded the shape of her breast in his palm, his thumb traced the outline of her nipple. Bending low, his lips pressed a tiny kiss at the corner of her mouth, his breath warming her cheek as he whispered, Are you tempted, sweet?