Quotes About Intimacy

It's amazing what sometimes gets accomplished via an initially jarring but ultimately harmless shift in thinking. Is cutting the organs out of a dead man and stitching them into someone else barbaric and disrespectful, or is it a straightforward operation to save multiple lives? Does crapping into a Baggie while sitting 6 inches away from your crewmate represent a collapse of human dignity or a unique and comic form of intimacy?

Women who routinely have orgasm in intercourse without explicit clitoral stimulation all say that it makes little difference what the guy does, as long as he doesn't come too soon

He simply believed that lame sex destroyed more marriages than did anything else, and that "considering the inveterate marriage habit of the race," something ought to be done.

Sex is one of those rare topics wherein the desire for others to keep the nitty-gritty of their experiences private is stronger even than the wish to keep mum on one's own nitty-gritty.

I am of the opinion that the vulva of Your Most Sacred Majesty should be titillated for some length of time before intercourse.

For two people so firmly distanced by class and employment structure, Beaumont and St. Martin inhabited a relationship that could be oddly, intensely intimate. "On applying the tongue to the mucous coat of the stomach, in its empty, unirritated state, no acid taste can be perceived.

They think of it as lubricating, and that's it!" She went back to her hotel room and called her boyfriend in tears.

The Johnson Space Center "potty cam," as it is more casually known, is an astronaut training aid. It provides a vivid, arresting perspective on something you've had intimate contact with all your life but never really seen. Perhaps not unlike viewing one's home planet from space for the first time. Positioning is critical because the opening to a Space Shuttle toilet is 4 inches across, as opposed to the 18-inch maw we are accustomed to on Earth.

Bad enough that some ham-handed fop in a waistcoat and bowtie was up to his wrists in your urinary tract, but on top of that you had an audience-

It was my temper to avoid a crowd, and to attach myself fervently to a few.

I spoke of my desire of finding a friend, of my thirst for a more intimate sympathy with a fellow mind than had ever fallen to my lot, and expressed my conviction that a man could boast of little happiness who did not enjoy this blessing.

He asked me the history of my earlier years. The tale was quickly told, but it awakened various trains of reflection. I spoke of my desire of finding a friend, of my thirst for a more intimate sympathy with a fellow mind than had ever fallen to my lot, and expressed my conviction that a man could boast of little happiness who did not enjoy this blessing.

What I wrote was intended at least for one other eye - my childhood's companion and friend; but my dreams were all my own; I accounted for them to nobody; they were my refuge when annoyed - my dearest when pleasure when free.

Quiero la compañía de un hombre que simpatice conmigo, cuyos ojos contesten a los míos.

Only now, his own barriers crumbling, did he realize how deep and absolute had been his need for her; and in the very moment of fullest realization she was here and she was his; his anchor, his still center, his searing flame, his peace....

I confess to you, my friend, that I love you and that in my airy dreams of futurity you have been my constant friend and companion.

I desire the company of a man who could sympathise with me; whose eyes would reply to mine.

None knew of their love except their own two hearts...

I know your heart and you, mine.

Promiscuity is like never reading past the first page. Monogamy is like reading the same book over and over.

Sex is just a word. Love is a sentence

Behold now the erotic demon that lives in my panties.

Maybe love is just about finding the person you can be your weird self with.

It includes moving towards or leaning closer to you. For