Quotes About Intimacy

Love is blind. That is why he always proceeds by the sense of touch.

Two souls, one heart.

It wasn't about opening her mind, it was about closing down the racket of thoughts and opening up her body. She was tingling and throbbing and hot, not so much from her desire specifically for rick, as from a very physical yearning for human touch, to be wanted and ravished by another person after such a long period without. His attention, his hunger, was the thrill; it was an ego massage which in itself was better than her breasts being fondled.

Wordless, Infinite — You. You intensify everything. You are fire burning all that is left of my heart.

You too know that all my eyes see, all I touch with myself, from any distance, is Diego. The caress of fabrics, the color of colors, the wires, the nerves, the pencils, the leaves, the dust, the cells, the war and the sun, everything experienced in the minutes of the non-clocks and the non-calendars and the empty non-glances, is him.

Her view of life, she told a friend, was: "Make love. Take a bath. Make love again.

Sabes, mi cielo, que llueves en mí y yo, como la tierra, te recibo.

It is only in love and murder that we still remain sincere.

in the union of nature, loyalty is no dream! We part only to be more intimately at one, more divinely at peace with all, with each other. We die so as to live.

Qué son los siglos, comparados a ese instante en que dos seres se adivinan y se acercan?

Hold a true friend with both your hands.

The degree and kind of a man's sexuality reach up into the ultimate pinnacle of his spirit.

One should never know too precisely whom one has married.

It is not a lack of love, but a lack of friendship that makes unhappy marriages.

There is room in the smallest cottage for a happy loving pair.

But the past and future do exist. They exist right here, right now. We are the expression of our past, and our actions now create our future. Past and future are intimately present with us at this real moment.

She looked at him. She thought that indeed he might love her, in some way. The love of one human being for another, which does not demand classification or mode.

Why would you clone people when you can go to bed with them and make a baby? C'mon, it's stupid.

No one but a woman can help a man when he is in trouble of the heart.

As she'd left, I'd glanced at her gun. This time, when she'd pointed it at me, she'd flicked the safety on. If that wasn't true love, I don't know what was.

That's what trust is , Sazed thought. It's about giving someone else power over you. Power to hurt you.

My life to yours. My breath become yours.

That's what trust is. It's about giving someone else power over you. Power to hurt you.