Quotes About Intimacy

The art world was very small and the people got together at parties. There was less commercialism.

You know you're getting old when a four-letter word for something pleasurable two people can do in bed together is R-E-A-D.

Holding hands, for example, is a way to remember how it feels to say nothing together.

Our marriage is between us. If we decide to continue being together or not, it's our business.

You saved me, Eve." He watched her blink in absolute shock. "What you are, what I feel for you, what we are together saved me." He kept his eyes on hers as he kissed her.

They managed to sleep together, but there wasn't enough for dreaming.

I saw that it was all over, put away in a box like a doll no longer cared for, the magical intimacy of our childhood together

... and through it all and afterwards they would be together, making their own world where nothing mattered but the things they could give to one another, the loveliness, the silence, and the peace.

He wanted to give me a blade? What's wrong with that?" "Blades," he whispered, "and sheaths go together. And your sheath will only ever hold my blade.

He liked the way her hand felt in his, liked the simple intimacy of the gesture and the way it said - without the need for words - that they were together.

This was weird. The thing that could have driven two friends instantly apart was actually drawing them closer together.

Monogamy and prostitution go together.

I thought of all the times we'd been together, how I kept coming closer, then retreating, while he stayed right where he was. A constant in a world where few, if any, really existed.

Take a human body, a male and a female, it is obvious that certain parts are meant together. There is a purpose and a design for it and there is a result of that.

When a Man has Married a WifeHe finds out whetherHer Knees & elbows are onlyglued together.

Of all the things that human beings did together, the sexual act was the one with the most various of reasons.

It made her eyes fill up with tears, and she for a few more minutes starting it over, replaying it, watching his lips say the words: "We can be lonely together.

We say very little, for we do not need to. We are silent together, each in her own world, knowing the other is just at her back.

What brings two people together anyway?

Watching them, she realized they made so much sense together. Every look, every touch, was a reassurance, almost electric, as if they were shocking each other with every contact.

Instead, we just sat there, together but really apart, watching a show about a stranger and all her secrets, while keeping our own to ourselves, as always.

It wasn't just love that held people together. There was secrets, and the price you paid to keep them.

He caught me to him, his arms banded tight around me. His face pressed into my throat. "Where do we go from here?" I held him. "Wherever this takes us. Together.

The true test is wonwhen being togetherwithout saying a wordis everything.