Quotes About Intimacy

I think it's nice for women to try to be sexy for their man.

I am not sexually attracted to women. I would rather sleep with an ugly man than with a woman.

I can hear other things, too. Before you came around, I had no idea a man could make a girl scream like that. Reyes seems very talented.

May he die with no joy at his end, The man who won't be troubled To unlock the keys of his heart and make a friend.

Often men believe women are the same, and once they figure what works for one woman they apply that same method to all the other women they are intimate with, and that's one of the major problems.

No man knoweth how another man maketh his love, for women tell not.

If a man is really into you, nothing will stop him from being with you - including a fear of intimacy.

All I say is that I don't go out with famous men.

You are not alone with a guy until you are a proper age. You don't go to certain levels with men until you are married or you have a certain relationship.

There are lots of real men out there - men who could fall in love with you at the drop of a hat.

Walking with her man, Lost in a dream

No, make me mistress to the man I love; If there be yet another name more free More fond than mistress, make me that to thee!

I will go back to the great sweet mother, Mother and lover of men, the sea. I will go down to her, I and no other, Close with her, kiss her and mix her with me.

There seems to be a peculiar and particular tie between men who have been drunk together.

It is going to take a very brave man to love me.

Sexual intercourse... a joyous, joyous, joyous, joyous impaling of woman on man's sensual mast.

A man fell in love with Jeanne, and she tried to love him. But she complained that he uttered such ordinary words, that he could never say the magic phrase which would open her being.

Marriage makes a man more vulnerable by doubling the expanse of sail exposed to the tempests of social life.

Not many people sleep with other men and when the other man leaves have a nervous breakdown.

I was making love to a man, a man I hardly even know. He was kissing the face off me and I was kissing the face off him. And I found it highly satisfactory.

There is nothing so inspiring to a woman as seeing love in a man's eyes when he looks at her.

The man inside of woman ties a knot so that they will never again be separate.

I love and am loved by a better man than he.

And that night we knew that to hold the body of women in our arms in neither ugly nor shameful, but the one ecstasy granted to the race of men.