Quotes About Intimacy

Love: that which cannot be done without; wish always to be with, be part of, belong to, know intimately inside and out, entirely, WHOLE-LY, for ever and ever amen. Shining bright words in amazing patterns of endless variety. Drawing of the inside of my head.

Real love is observing another person and being observed by another person with complete attention...and all art is love, because all art is about looking closely

The act whereby God consummates the gift of being in the new creation that flows from the Word Incarnate's Paschal Mystery is love in a higher and more intimate sense than with any generosity bestowed in creating. It is the introduction of human freedom into the everlasting love-exchange of the Trinity itself.

That's the thing with handmade items. They still have the person's mark on them, and when you hold them, you feel less alone.

I didn't mind the quiet stretches. It was like we were trying out the idea of being side by side.

It was the kind of conversation you could only hold in whispers.

You know what, sweetheart? If you ever feel even slightly inclined to come into my office and seduce me while I'm writing, you should act on it. Immediately. Even if I'm on the phone with my editor. Even if my parents are there. Even if I happen, for whatever reason, to be hosting a meeting with the pope. I will stop the discussion, and I will pleasure you right then and there, in a wholly spectacular fashion.

I'd rather share sunrise with him and loon call over the lake with him, the slap of shoreline threaded through screen windows with him—my heart slamming in my chest, against my shirt—a kind of kindling you'd never be able to light on your own.

She kisses him because he is a good kisser, because he is sweet, because for the last hour she has only been here; and because he is a gentleman who wants to bring her another blanket that will smell of dust and old straw, who paid for their drinks with the only ten-pound note left in a wallet that had a strip of Velcro on it.

The one who has ever been in Love will never defame it. Love means expansion!

I can give myself to her In her dreams Whispering her own poems In her ear as she sleeps beside me.

Lifting your head, my slender arm beneath the nape of your neck, I want, suddenly, to suck your feverish lips with mine

My shiny black hair fallen into disarray, a thousand tangles, like a thousand tangled thoughts about my love for you.

A word of advice: if the sex is a pain in the ass, you're doing it wrong.

I stopped picking up after myself, put less effort into my appearance around the apartment, snapped at him on occasion. He seemed happy as ever, so I spent more time without him and was bossier when we were together. Before I knew it, it was like I was playing a game to see just how much Jack could take.

Did you know that in survey after survey conducted by women's magazines, those three words were the ones that men most wanted to hear in bed? Please. Don't. Stop.

It should also be noted that the first encounter may be a failure, if loveplay is not known. The man must be more careful than the woman in the act of copulation, since he does not know how to restrain himself, while the woman is always hesitant. The responsibility lies with both.

Happiness both given and received is mutual enjoyment. For this shared happiness and pleasure, a man is willing to give himself entirely. For a man as for a woman, the total gift of self is a source of wonderful happiness and luck. Sexual intercourse is not merely a pleasure of the senses: more important is the sacrifice of oneself, the gift of self. To understand the mystery of sexual intercourse, to know and make use of what is fitting is the essential difference between man and beast.

One can have a society without God," writes Régis Debray, "but there cannot be a society without religion." He adds, "Those nations on the way to disbelief are on the path to abdication." One can also cite Georges Bataille, according to whom, "religion, whose essence is the search for lost intimacy, boils down to a clearly conscious effort to become entirely self-conscious.

I'm also interested in the modern suggestion that you can have a combination of love and sex in a marriage - which no previous society has ever believed.

What is fascinating about marriage is why anyone wants to get married.

Intimacy is the capacity to be rather weird with someone - and finding that that's ok with them.

The more familiar two people become, the more the language they speak together departs from that of the ordinary, dictionary-defined discourse. Familiarity creates a new language, an in-house language of intimacy that carries reference to the story the two lovers are weaving together and that cannot be readily understood by others.

Do you love me enough that I may be weak with you? Everyone loves strength, but do you love me for my weakness? That is the real test.