Quotes About Intimacy

Then it hit me and I just blurted, 'I like people too much or not at all. I've got to go down deep, to fall into people, to really know them.

I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can. I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night.

From now on when a boy starts telling me about his lost loves I am going to run in the opposite direction screaming loudly... Somehow I bring out such confidences, and I'm pretty sick of hearing about Bobbe or Dorothy or P.K. or Liota. God damn them all.

Love, love, I have hung our cave with roses.

And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter.

Everything she said was like a secret voice speaking straight out of my own bones.

I stared at Buddy while he unzipped his chino pants and took them off and laid them on a chair and then took off his underpants that were made of something like nylon fishnet. "They're cool," he explained, "and my mother says they wash easily." Then he just stood there in front of me and I kept on staring at him. The only thing I could think of was turkey neck and turkey gizzards and I felt very depressed. Buddy seemed hurt I didn't say anything.

Being born a woman is my awful tragedy. My consuming interest in men and their lives is often misconstrued as a desire to seduce them, or as an invitation to intimacy. Yet, God, I want to talk to everybody I can as deeply as I can! I want to be able to sleep in an open field, to travel west, to walk freely at night...

Usually after a good puke you feel better right away. We hugged each other and then said good-bye and went off to opposite ends of the hall to lie down in our own rooms. There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you into old friends.

I felt the first man I slept with must be intelligent, so I would respect him.

Kiss me and you will see how important I am.

I craved him constantly, so deeply it was a physical ache

I stared at Buddy while he unzipped his chino pants and took them off and laid them on a chair and then took off his underpants that were made of something like nylon fishnet. 'They're cool,' he explained, 'and my mother says they wash easily.

I said maybe if you loved a woman it wouldn't seem so boring, but Eric said it would be spoiled by thinking this woman too was just an animal like the rest, so if he loved anybody he would never go to bed with her. He'd go to a whore if he had to and keep the woman he loved free from all the dirty business.

I wondered if all women did with other women was lie and hug.

There is something demoralising about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you are the only extra person in that room

If they substituted the word "Lust" for "Love" in the popular songs it would come nearer the truth. –

What did my fingers do before they held him? What did my heart do, with its love?

There is nothing like puking with somebody to make you old friends.

What happens between us Happens in darkness, vanishes Easy and often as each breath.

He didn't answer but reached over and put his hand at the root of my hair and ran his fingers out slowly to the tip ends like a comb. A little electric shock flared through me and I sat quite still. Ever since I was small I loved feeling somebody comb my hair. It made me go all sleepy and peaceful.

No hay nada como vomitar con alguien para llegar a ser amigos.

There's something demoralizing about watching two people get more and more crazy about each other, especially when you're the only extra person in the room.

While he kissed me I kept my eyes open and tried to memorize the spacing of the house lights so I would never forget them.