Quotes About Intimacy

I have nothing against romanticism. I'm all for it. I'm helpless in the face of romance.

Herb was a great husband.

For me, saying 'I love you' is the same as unbuttoning the heroine's kurti.

Confidante: One entrusted by A with the secrets of B confided to herself by C.

There is a hidden agenda in the fragility of romance.

When I meet a person and that chemistry is there, I cannot hide the electricity. I need to learn more about him, and once I feel safe, I'm gone, I'm in love, and I give it my all!

I'm so public about my love life I'm really not trying to hide anything.

I guess there are all these women with a big secret - they're hiding men they are ashamed of. They come up to me and say: 'I've been dating this guy for six months in secret but none of my friends know. I can't give him up even though he's embarrassing.'

I'm not usually the guy who has people hiding in his bushes and saying, 'Will you love me forever and ever?'

For me, the highest level of sexual excitement is in a monogamous relationship.

Do not just look at your boyfriend as just a boyfriend. Look at him as a friend, too.

The great living experience for every man is his adventure into the woman. The man embraces in the woman all that is not himself, and from that one resultant, from that embrace, comes every new action.

How many who love never come nearer than to behold each other as in a mirror; seem to know and yet never know the inward life; never enter the other soul; and part at last, with but the vaguest notion of the universe on the borders of which they have been hovering for years?

I've been thinking about it a great deal, and it seems to me that although one sixpence is as good as another sixpence, not twenty lambs would do instead of one sheep whose face you knew. Somehow, when once you've looked into anybody's eyes, right deep down into them, I mean, nobody will do for that one anymore. Nobody, ever so beautiful or so good, will make up for that one going out of sight.

Never, my little one, hide anything from those that love you. Never let anything that makes itself a nest in your heart, grow into a secret, for then at once it will begin to eat a hole in it.

Sweet sounds can go where kisses may not enter.

All true love will, one day, behold its own image in the eyes of the beloved, and be humbly glad.

I knew now, that it is by loving, and not by being loved, that one can come nearest the soul of another; yea, that, where two love, it is the loving of each other, and not the being loved by each other, that originates and perfects and assures their blessedness.

Thy red lips, like worms, Travel over my cheek.

Nay, how many who love never come nearer than to behold each other as in a mirror; seem to know and yet never know the inward life; never enter the other soul; and part at last, with but the vaguest notion of the universe on the borders of which they have been hovering for years?

her—nobody but Sarah;

It is by loving and not by being loved, that one can come nearest to the soul of another.

The smell of her hair, the taste of her mouth, the feeling of her skin seemed to have got inside him, or into the air all round him. She had become a physical necessity.

It could not have been ten seconds, and yet it seemed a long time that their hands were clasped together. He had time to learn every detail of her hand.