Quotes About Intimacy

Traveling as much as I do, I get lonely sometimes. I have friends now in cities all over the world, so I get to be social, but it's hard to have the deep meaningful relationships, especially an intimate one. With my guy friends, I can show up once a month and go to dinner with them and they're happy.

Treasure your relationships, not your possessions.

I treasure my privacy.

Friendship is one of our most treasured relationships, but it isn't codified and celebrated; it's never going to give you a party.

You know he's invested when he doesn't treat his 'friend time' and 'girlfriend time' as mutually exclusive.

It's no treat being in bed with me.

I treat people who write me the way my friends and I all treat each other when we go to each other for advice, which is sometimes with supreme cruelty.

In 'Tree of Life,' the cinematography records a small story, a celebration of the courage of everyday life. But it does it so up close and so effortlessly that it has the effect of elevating the intimacy of the story to a grand scale.

Amy Winehouse affected my life tremendously. I think maybe she was the first sense of intimacy that I had with a complete stranger, musically speaking.

Ken, my husband, just smelled like he belonged to me. I'm not talking about hygiene. I'm talking about when you hug him, he either feels like a member of your tribe or not. It's their scent.

The trick to forgetting the big picture is to look at everything close-up.

I'm afraid to have a boyfriend. I don't know how to do that and not lose who I want to be. And I'm afraid of what it means to be close to a guy, a guy I might really like."There it was: the truth.

Totally present in this moment for you.

less small talk and more real talk.

Speak to me: I will spend my lifetime trying to understand you.

There is no failure in loving someone, only in never letting them know.

She's an array of undiscovered words, of feeling beyond my threshold. I'm just a man, trying to hold himself together in her wake.

She speaks in heartbeats and the rises of her chest, words forever seared in thoughts that will never rest.

He sang softly, less with words and more with thought. She cradled his head, stitching together his fragmented heart.

I wanted to know every story behind the scars on her curves. I wanted to decipher the whispers hidden beneath her every breath. I wanted to unravel her with my hands.

They surrounded me, bare me. Their fingers like tentacles and their desires like knives. Their fingers traced my secrets and their desires carved my skin.

Whenever I love you, I find myself more loving.

I love you because I find myself in you.

In the darkness of night when universe sleepsYou come and play with my stringsNo one can see or feel it but I doYou are my love.