Quotes About Intimacy

L'amitié parfaite ne se raconte pas.

They spoke very little of their mutual feelings: pretty phrases and warm attentions being probably unnecessary between such tried friends.

Some women's love of being loved is insatiable; and so, often, is their love of loving; and in the last case they may find that they can't give it continuously to the chamber-officer appointed by the bishop's license to receive it.

We ought to have lived in mental communion, and no more.

When women are secret they are secret indeed; and more often then not they only begin to be secret with the advent of a second lover.

A lover without indiscretion is no lover at all.

Of love it may be said, the less earthly the less demonstrative. In its absolutely indestructible form it reaches a profundity in which all exhibition of itself is painful.

There was a change in Boldwood's exterior from its former impassibleness; and his face showed that he was now living outside his defences for the first time, and with a fearful sense of exposure. It is the usual experience of strong natures when they love.

He knelt and bent lower, till her breath warmed his face, and in a moment his cheek was in contact with hers. She was sleeping soundly, and upon her eyelashes there lingered tears...

Theirs was that substantial affection which arises (if any arises at all) when the two who are thrown together begin first by knowing the rougher sides of each other's character, and not the best till further on, the romance growing up in the interstices of a mass of hard prosaic reality.

they washed their hands in one basin. Clare touched hers under the water. Which are my fingers and which are yours? he said, looking up. They are very much mixed. They are all yours, said she, very prettily

It is the effect of marriage to engender in several directions some of the reserve it annihilates in one.

Emotions would be half starved if there were no candle-light.

The Scotchman seemed hardly the same Farfrae who had danced with her, and walked with her, in a delicate poise between love and friendship - that period in the history of a love when alone it can be said to be unalloyed with pain.

Angel, who was filling the vats with his handful, suddenly ceased, and laid his hands flat upon hers. Her sleeves were rolled far above the elbow, and bending lower he kissed the inside vein of her soft arm.

Their eyes having met, became, as it were, mutually locked together, ... a clear penetrating ray of intelligence had shot from each into each, giving birth to ..., the conviction, 'A tie has began to unite us.

He had no wish to converse with her: that his bright lady and himself formed one group, exclusively their own, and containing no others in the world, was enough.

her hand trembled, the ardour of his affection being so palpable that she seemed to flinch under it like a plant in too burning a sun.

so that I could only be near you, and get glimpses of you, and think of you as mine.

He admired her so much that he used to light the candle three times a night to look at her.

Their eyes having met, became, as it were, mutually locked together, ... a clear penetrating ray of intelligence had shot from each into each, giving birth to ..., the conviction, 'A tie has begun to unite us.

Their eyes having met, became, as it were, mutually locked together, ... a clear penetrating ray of intelligence had shot from each into each, giving birth to ..., the conviction

Their eyes having met, became, as it were, mutually locked together, ... a clear penetrating ray of intelligence had shot from each into each, giving birth to ..., the conviction, 'A tie has begun to unite us.'_

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