Quotes About Intimacy

I reached up and cupped the back of his neck and drew him down to me, and we kissed again.

Lovers, yes, we're lovers now.

This was me, the real me, and Spider was the only person ever to have found me, to see me for who I was. And I saw him too.

It was better when we were kissing.

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Que ne peut l'amitié conduite par l'amour?

I'm going to kill you." "Could you kiss me first?" Reese murmured, extending her good hand. Tory moved between Reese's parted legs, resting her palm on Reese's thigh for support. "Hmm, I suppose." "Then I'll go happy.

Stephen, why are you shivering?' 'I don't know, my darling.' 'Mary, why are you crying?' 'I don't know, Stephen.' p424

Darling- I wonder if you realize how much I am counting on your coming to England, how much it means to me- it means all the world, and indeed my body shall be all, all yours, as yours will be all, all mine, beloved.... And nothing will matter but just we two, we two longing loves at last come together.

Yes, that's why I'm so frightened, you make me feel strong—

Memory, the old room was haunted by it — a man dying with love in his eyes that was deathless — a woman holding him in her arms, speaking words such as lovers will speak to each other. Memory — they're the one perfect thing about me.

The feeling of emptiness is a pre-existing condition. Jargon forces intimacy.

We sleep together in the dark but confuse light with love.

She hadn't thought that much about sex after she and Samuel had settled into their marriage. There had been moments of passion, certainly in those early days—finally they could be together in that way—but she relegated her needs to a shelf just out of reach, as she thought she should, as women did.

And it wasn't as if she could talk about it with Samuel, couldn't even imagine talking about it. Eventually she saw sex as part of being a wife.

Just a kiss, he told himself. A simple taste and then they both could move on.

After puberty, you look to one sex for more than friendship and to the other for less-than-complete intimacy.

Holding Eleanor's hand was like holding a butterfly. Or a heartbeat. Like holding something complete, and completely alive.

The first time he'd held her hand, it felt so good that it crowded out all the bad things. It felt better than anything had ever hurt.

Warm. Wet. Woman. Tyrel Kincaid listed his needs in that order. He was standing at the end of the planked bar of a miner's saloon in a back-of-nowhere camp

Love consists in this, that two solitudes protect and touch and greet each other.

For one human being to love another human being That is perhaps the most difficult task that has been entrusted to us, the ultimate task

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.

Love consists of this: two solitudes that meet, protect and greet each other.