Quotes About Intimacy

Si on me presse de dire pourquoi je l'aimais, je sens que cela ne se peut exprimer, qu'en répondant: « Parce que c'était lui; parce que c'était moi. »

I know not what quintessence of all this mixture, which, seizing my whole will, carried it to plunge and lose itself in his, and that having seized his whole will, brought it back with equal concurrence and appetite to plunge and lose itself in mine.

If someone presses me to say why I loved him, I feel that I cannot express it other than by answering, 'Because it was he, because it was I.

Es la comunicación lo que alimenta la amistad, y esta no puede darse entre hijos y padres debido a la disparidad que existe entre ellos, y además, porque chocaría con los deberes que la naturaleza impone: ni los padres pueden contar a los hijos todos sus pensamientos íntimos, para no dar lugar a una confianza perjudicial y dañina, ni los hijos podrían dirigir a los padres las advertencias y correcciones que constituyen uno de los primeros deberes de la amistad.

ved sin bydende autoritet sløver og fordummer den all Platons samlede teologi og filosofi; likevel gir han ikke fra seg et kny. Overalt ellers kan man bevare en viss anstendighet; alle andre aktiviteter finner seg i sømmelighetsregler, men kjærlighetsakten kan man bare forestille seg som lastefull eller komisk. Bare prøv å finne en klok og behersket måte å bedrive den på.

Decía la suegra de Pitágoras que la mujer que se acuesta con un hombre debe dejar también la vergüenza con la ropa y recuperarla con las enaguas.

A simple fuck is one thing, but let a man sleep with you just once and he thinks he can bring his dog and his pigeons.

He cupped his testicles in his hands, and, with his wrists, pressed his penis hard against his belly until the semen came.

Words could be misunderstood, whereas loving companionship bred trust.

When language arrives at its own edge, what it finds is not a positivity that contradicts it, but the void that will efface it. Into that void it must go, consenting to come undone in the rumbling, in the immediate negation of what it says, in a silence that is not the intimacy of a secret but a pure outside where words endlessly unravel.

Ahora puedo resumir veinticinco años de investigación de este modo: «Me he dado cuenta de que los seres humanos somos mamíferos. Todos los mamíferos se esconden o se aíslan para dar a luz. Necesitan intimidad. A los humanos les sucede lo mismo. Hay que tener constantemente presente esta necesidad de intimidad».

She was a truth that had filled his every moment.

Am I on your walk of shame? You did sleep with the right MacGregor, didn't you?

He kissed the corner of her lips before whispering by her ear, "And that was just my hand, love.

There's nothing sweet about me, love, he said.

Damn, I would give anything to see that man naked, Charlotte whispered. How could you only say he was 'all right'?

For your next act, please don't pull any rabbits out of my... well, hat. .... He licked playfully at her mouth. And ya can't call my manhood 'rabbit'.

For your next act, please don't pull any rabbits out of my... well, hat. .... He licked playfully at her mouth. And ya can't call my manhood 'rabbit'. At least give it a manly name I can brag about.

From The Mistress Bride ... you are my heart, my life, my soul.. I am your other half

Shock stung her into a quivering mass of pleasure when he captured one of her hands and fed it down to the velvet-smooth thickness of his penis, then urged her to stroke it between her legs.

In a second or two he would get up and join her in the shower he could hear running--consolidate his place with some very passionate seed-sowing and at the same time he would make Nell fall in love with him again.

This mouth had kissed me so much it had worn its own grooves into my teeth. It was like settling into the armchair that fit exactly the round of your body, only it was incredibly exciting because everything was different now, and it was horribly wrong to be kissing. It would only prolong everything. I sat there in the bus shelter, back up against the glass, hoping the bug would never come. Desperation is the sexiest emotion.

To have someone know you so thoroughly and not want you. Is there anything more painful?

Oh my God, Michelle thought, I think we're making love. It was a term everyone barfed at. No one wanted to make love, people wanted to fuck, to take each other's skin apart with knives and pin it back together with needles.