Quotes About Intimacy

Body, remember not only how much you were loved,not only the beds you lay on,but also those desires glowing openlyin eyes that looked at you,trembling for you in voices.

Eros will have naked bodies Friendship naked personalities.

There is, hidden or flaunted, a sword between the sexes till an entire marriage reconciles them.

Mortal lovers must not try to remain at the first step. For lasting passion is the dream of a harlot, and from it we wake in despair.

To love at all is to be vulnerable.

I-thou relationship. Martin Buber's term for a special relationship that is possible between persons when those persons relate to each other in a fully personal way and do not think of the other as an object to be manipulated or as a means to an end. Buber believed that such relationships make possible a different kind of knowledge of the other and that it is possible to have such a relation with God, who is the absolute Thou.

As much as I think about sex, I can only with extreme difficulty conceive of myself actually performing the act. And here's another thing I wonder about. How could you ever look a girl in the eye after you've had your winkie up her wendell? I mean, doesn't that render normal social conversation impossible? Apparently not.

Only an animal visibly damages its mate.

Because there is hunger. Like any desire, it's only temporarily satisfied, which calls into question the reliability of satisfaction and whether such a state can be said to exist at all. Anything we eat knows us more intimately than a lover. Not merely the inside of our mouth but the esophagus, stomach, alimentary canal, upper and lower colon, sphincter. Everything we desire, we shit out and leave behind.

I must learn to love you.

There's just something about making whoopee out under the stars that keeps a heart young, a mind sharp, and"-- she leaned close to whisper in Meg's ear-- "your coochie ready to do hoochie!

getting their ashes hauled.

She touched her hand to his cheek, and he turned toward her, his arms coming around her to draw her close, his cheek pressed to the side of her hair. She felt his chest lift against hers as he drew in a ragged breath and held her tight. And then he said the words she'd long thought she'd never hear. "God, how I love you, Hero. So much. So much...

No fim destes dias encontrar você que me sorri, que me abre os braços, que me abençoa e passa a mão na minha cara marcada, na minha cabeça confusa, que me olha no olho e me permite mergulhar no fundo quente da curva do teu ombro. Mergulho no cheiro que não defino, você me embala dentro dos seus braços e você me beija e você me aperta e você me aquieta repetindo que está tudo bem, tudo, tudo bem.

E me dá uma saudade irracional de você. Uma vontade de chegar perto, de só chegar perto, te olhar sem dizer nada, talvez recitar livros, quem sabe só olhar estrelas… dizer que te considero – pode ser por mais um mês, por mais um ano, ou quem sabe por uma vida – e que hoje, só por hoje ou a partir de hoje (de ontem, de sempre e de nunca), é sincero.

His ass gave off a scent of taunting intimacy. I couldn't reject that intimacy, and it was there that I traveled, intoxicated, to the most sacred part of him, without asking or offering anything, without thinking. I tried to quiet my fascination with his ass. That's where my urge to become one with him overpowered me.

Er passte nicht in ihre Küche oder in ihre Stadt, doch er passte perfekt in ihre Arme und ausgesprochen perfekt in ihren Körper.

I culled my list of friends down to just meaningful relationships.

When I get into bed at night, I hope I don't get into it alone!

Fellowship with Christ can only be experienced at a wilderness table for two.

You had me at hello.

The only true currency in this bankrupt world are the moments you share with someone when you're uncool.

I believe that when you're in love you have to pour your heart and soul out to your partner... or why bother? So in that sense I'm an incurable romantic when it comes to men.

For he rewove the very fabric of my heart.