Quotes About Intimacy

You came and I was longing for you. You cooled a heart that burned with desire.

Stand and face me, my love, and scatter the grace in your eyes.

you came and I was crazy for you and you cooled my mind that burned with longing

coming closer, their

I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb her and walk around for the rest of my days with her encased in my skin.

It was the only secret I kept from her and eventually it became impossible to fix. With a secret like that, at some point the secret becomes irrelevant. The fact that you kept it does not.

In the entire history of our marriage, it was the only secret I kept from her, and eventually it became impossible to fix. With a secret like that, at some point the secret itself becomes irrelevant. The fact that you kept it does not.

My dearest heart," he whispered, gathering her into his arms. He was holding her so tight she could hardly breathe, but she liked it. She wanted to become a part of him, she thought, as she cuddled up against him. She wanted to be with him always. "I will never let anything hurt you again," he went on. "I will be your lord and your love, and wherever I go, you will be in my mind and my heart.

Explaining the moment of connection between a reader and book to someone who's never experienced it is like trying to describe sex to a virgin.

Strangers see you the way you want them to see you. You can't fool friends…that's what makes them friends... Pretty Little Liars

I kind of have to go to the bathroom, Aria said woozily. Ezra smiled. Can I come?

Friends share secrets. That's what keeps us close.

I never had a connection like that to anyone, where every day you think about what you'll tell them and you wonder what they're doing, and you know they're wondering what you're doing.

This was a memory I wanted to keep, whole, and recall again and again. When I was fifty years old I wanted to remember this moment on the porch, holding hands with Cameron while he shared himself with me. I didn't want it to be something on the fringes of my memory like so many other things about Cameron and myself.

Ethan couldn't possibly understand it, what Cameron and I meant to each other and how different it was from anything like a romance or a crush.

I can be human to strangers and coworkers, just not to the people who actually care about me.

What did it feel like, I wondered, to be kissed like that right out in public? Not like some passionate tongue-wrestling thing, just a kiss to declare: We are each other's. I'd never been kissed like that, not by him or anyone else. No one had declared me his, not for the whole world to see, anyway.

His voice just shot through me. It's amazing, the things your body will do just when you don't want them to: heart speeding up, fingers aching. I'd always liked his voice, low and laid-back, the kind of voice that made you listen, a voice that still caused me to teeter when I heard it saying my old nickname.

I didn`t say it didn`t feel good... They never tell you this part in sex ed, how to talk about what you did and why you did it and what you thought about it, before, during, and after.

Can it really be love if we don't talk that much, don't see each other? Isn't love something that happens between people who spend time together and know each other's faults and take care of each other? ... In the end, I decide that the mark we've left on each other is the colour and shape of love. That's the unfinished business between us. Because love, love is never finished.

I was beginning to see, though, that the unknown wasn't always the greatest thing to fear. The people who know you best can be risker, because the words they say and things they think have the potential to be not only scary but true, as well.

I had stepped into his arms, showing him my raw, broken heart.

I mean, it's impossible to fake anything if you've already seen the other person in a way they'd never choose for you to. You can't go back from that.

Odd how it was so easy for a stranger to assume such familiarity. Especially when those who were supposed to know you best often didn't, not at all.