Quotes About Intimacy

It was the first time I had ever made love. I wondered if he knew that. It felt like crying. I wondered, Why does anyone ever make love?

I haven't gone home with anybody who tried to pick me up in a long time.

If you caress me one more time, you will melt the butter on my toast.

We are living in a generation where people 'in love' are free to touch each other's private parts but are not allowed to touch each other's phones because they are private.

Friendships - and indeed most relationships - are measured in the closeness of hearts, minds and soul ties... not in the distance of physical miles or even the passing of time.

What I know about love, I can write on the head of a matchstick.

You are every missing part of me.

I just want your voice aimed at me again. I want to absorb the direction of your eyes…

We are in the era of dysfunctional relationships.

Real relationships are the product of time spent, which is why so many of us have so few of them.

As she'd left, I'd glanced at her gun.This time, when she'd pointed it at me, she'd flicked the safety on. If that wasn't true love, I don't know what was.

A relationship takes place between two people across space and time, and suddenly no one seems like a stranger.

The distance of a voice, is only a short time away from touch.

What is far is very close, and what is close is very far

Just being with Nakajima made me feel as if we were detached from history, and had no particular age.

Husband and wife have no time left to spend together. Marriage took away our one reason for getting married.

We came to realize how little married couples see of each other once they crawl in the bourgeois box.

The silences weren't awkward. For me at least. Because I was there in the moment with him.

I was starting to fall for him, He didn't say it but the wayHe looked at me, Told me he felt the same.

To describe a kiss is to describe a diary entry or a pair of underwear—each is personal and private, slightly awkward. Very awkward. But necessary.

I knew such a woman once, She gave me everything.Her love like a soft riot singing, She knew how to shine.

He loved her like the first time every time. Like the first time all the time.

Nothing can compare with the time spent with God

A cigarette is a breathing space. It makes a parenthesis. The time of a cigarette is a parenthesis, and if it is shared, you are both in that parenthesis. It's like a proscenium arch for a dialogue.