Quotes About Intimacy

Tell me what you think love is! I seriously want to know! Okay, Eliot said. It's defining yourself through the eyes of another. It's coming to know a human being on a level so intimate that you lose any meaningful distinction between you, and you carry the knowledge that you are insufficient without her every day for twenty years, until she drives an animal transport at you, and you shoot her. It's that.

After a while, he sat. She leaned her head on his shoulder. She felt very close to him. "I promise not to turn you into my thought slave," she said, and felt him smile a little. But she had thought about it.

Within perfect walls there is nothing worth protecting. There is, in fact, nothing. And so we exchange privacy for intimacy.

Over time, there would be less and less of him and more of the tumor. His brain was being eaten by God. He left the clinic in fine spirits. He had no intention of removing the tumor. It was the perfect solution to his dilemma: how to feed his body's desire for intimacy. He was delusional, of course. There was no higher presence filling him with love, connecting him to all things. It only felt that way. But that was fine. That was ideal. He would not have trusted a God outside his head.

He had no intention of removing the tumor. It was the perfect solution to his dilemma: how to feed his body's desire for intimacy. He was delusional, of course. There was no higher presence filling him with love, connecting him to all things. It only felt that way. But that was fine. That was ideal. He would not have trusted a God outside his head.

It was the first kiss he had ever given outside his family circle.

Come," she said. "We're married, Walter, married. Don't touch me.

It is remarkable that the persons we love most are those we can least describe.

My life was in her hands .

Caresses in the evening, yes, but I can't stand caresses in the morning, and frankly more than three or four days with one woman has always been for me the beginning of dissimulation, no man can stand feelings in the morning. I'd rather wash dishes! Sabeth laughed.

God is fond of you. If He had a wallet, your photo would be in it. If He had a refrigerator, your picture would be on it. He sends you flowers every spring and a sunrise every morning. Face it, friend, He's crazy about you.

There is no separation. There is no chasm between you and the heavens. There is no divider, no veil between you and God's love.

Those who keep secrets from God keep their distance from God. Those who are honest with God draw near to God.

You must not tell anyone, what I am about to tell you.

When we speak of being vulnerable, it suggests being especially vulnerable to pain. People for whom personal dignity and self-sufficiency are everything, do all they can to shut it out. Noli mi tangere. They are well aware that any intimate relationship has pain in it, forces a special kind of awareness, is costly, and so they try to keep themselves unencumbered by shutting pain out as far as it is possible to do so.

a hand (Standish's are ice cold) and

The roots of love need watering or it dies.

the thread of communion when two human beings, whatever their age or sex may be, give themselves away. It does not happen often; it never happens lightly, and when it has happened, there is a bond between the two that nothing can never wholly destory.

She had not imagined that she would be so fertilized by a human being again.

The true nature of a person is communicated as much, perhaps even more, by touch than by the look in his eyes.

if people know nothing about love they will always make it into a sexual matter. The limit of what I longed for with X was simply to lie down somewhere beside her and to hold her hand - Why that? Because words were not a possible means of deep exchange between us, because I longed so to rest in her, to believe too that she might rest in me.

It takes a long time, all one's life, to learn to love one person well-with enough distance, with enough humility...

First best is falling in love. Second best is being in love. Least best is falling out of love. But any of it is better than never having been in love.

In all the world, there is no heart for me like yours. In all the world, there is no love for you like mine.