Quotes About Intimacy

She couldn't imagine how anyone would want to forego the intimate experience of a book—pages whispering between the fingers, hurried glances at the colorful cover before immersing oneself again.

Hey you." She smiled and traced a finger on his cheek. "Where have you been?" "Right here, always," Jack murmured, kissing her all over her face, her neck. But there was little time for tenderness

It was strange how we could talk so much and say so little.

They usually spent the night apart, though in the morning they woke twined more often than not, as though in sleep in their bodies sought each other. In wine and dream comes truth: the old proverb slipped through his mind unbidden.

No armor. No buckles. Only a few layers of cotton and ten feet of parlor separated his mouth from her breasts.

For the first time, his wife was waking up in his arms...And if he'd known how it would feel to have her there, his heart bursting out of his chest and his throat so full and tight that he couldn't have spoken a word if he'd wanted too, Thom would never have been able to pass a single night away form her. He didn't know how he ever would again.

There was no longer any need to pretend to be weak. Jack had always been the only one with whom she had to pretend to be strong.

Sharing the emotional part of us with others creates closeness and intimacy. Also, being accepted by someone else for being who we are helps us accept ourselves. This is always a marvelous experience.

Love and closeness often bring a sense of loss of control.

She wrote, 'Dandelion, I love you.' And I thought that was magic. It's not in you, it's between you. It's bigger and stronger than you are

Love is a secret society, a community for two.

Deborah felt his erection against her stomach and smiled up at him. She grabbed hold of his bum and moved him gently from side to side so that it rocked against her, twitching like Frankenstein's monster in an electric storm.

The fact is, I can't put together the sort of feelings that I get when I'm having a dirty big wank together with the kind of feelings I get when I'm having a nice friendly chat with someone. It just doesn't work.

Love is as much trust as it is devotion

As usual she was in the library, curled up with her back against his stomach, sitting on his folded legs. It was very comforting to be there. The thing was, it was also beginning to feel a great deal like an embrace. Not that she'd had a lot of experience with embraces. Once in a while as a child she had gotten a hug from someone, though not for a long while now. But- This definitely felt like an embrace. It felt wonderful, in fact. Was that wrong?

He will lift up the limp bodies of the rabbits and show me how he caught them square between the eyes, and the bright bodies of male and female pheasants with shot in the breast and their necks hanging broken and their eyes half open in the voluptuous death he loves. He will be a knife leaning above me as he kisses me.

Why do you always come in to kiss me while I'm on the toilet? I asked. Makes us feel close to you, Chuck said, surprised I would ask. Peeing is one of the special things we share.

If you are with someone you love Tell them.

Whatever we say We're always telling each other exactly what we want them to know... We are always telling each other The truth Even when We're lying

Meanwhile Bellgrove had been savouring love's rare aperitif, the ageless language of the eyes.

How can you wish on a turkey wishbone with a man who is capable of correcting a love letter?

Think of all the women you know who will not allow themselves to be seen without makeup. I often wonder how they feel about themselves at night when they are climbing into bed with intimate partners. Are they overwhelmed with secret shame that someone sees them as they really are? Or do they sleep with rage that who they really are can be celebrated or cared for only in secret?

Our hearts connect with lots of folks in a lifetime but most of us will go to our graves with no experience of true love.

The time has come to tell the truth. Again. There is no love without justice. Men and women who cannot be just deny themselves and everyone they choose to be intimate with the freedom to know mutual love. If we remain unable to imagine a world where love can be recognized as a unifying principle that can lead us to seek and use power wisely, then we will remain wedded to a culture of domination that requires us to choose power over love.