Quotes About Intimacy

same mistake. Love the woman you marry, be crazy to fuck her all night, every night until death does you part

I passed through this stage years ago on Venus, where I was so unfashionable that eventually I almost convinced myself I no longer cared that nobody wanted me; but recent events have reawakened my need for intimacy.

I've found that being with someone you love, whatever the arrangement, is better than being alone. I sank my pride long ago, in exchange for her company.

We are strangers," Peter said darkly. "Whom do we know? One—if you're lucky. Not many more. Looks like we've got to learn how we can trust each other. How we can tell … How can we dare … Everything rests on trust between strangers. Everything else is a house of cards.

Jane, you are my confidante, my helpmate, my friend. My lover. You are everything the word wife means to me. In my heart, we are wed. In my soul, you are mine.

Does he lay with you in the grass? Does he stare up at the stars, speaking of his dreams, wishing he could roll over and kiss you and run his fingers along the breasts that tease him beneath the shirt--the shirt he knows he will carry home with him and smell and, God help him, sleep in, just so that he could be close to you?

I can say that I have fallen deeper in love with you today, knowing the sort of man you are.

His hands may have been the one to heal you, but it will be mine that awaken you.

A friend. A companion. A beautiful, passionate lover to spend the days and nights with. A woman to carry my children, a partner to share the triumphs and failures. A woman I can share my dreams with, and who will share hers with me. A woman who I can comfort and hold in times of need, and who will hold me when I am weak , and sorrowful, and in need of the sort of succor only a wife can give her husband. A woman who I so desperately want to make love to. You, Lucy, you are that woman.

No, by God, you've accused me of coldness, but how can you, when you can feel how hot my body is against yours? You've said I have none of the red-blooded passion of my sex, but you don't know. You," he gasped, pressing against her with a hard thrust of his hips, "you will know it— the depth of my passion. But you will.

I'll come back to you," he whispered, not meaning to say it out loud. "And I will ravish you over breakfast, and I will never leave you alone another night of my life.

Maybe our marriage is bound to be a fight, but it will have its compensations. Fights that end in bed have their own singular excitement, remember.

He felt like weeping at the wrenching pleasure he derived from studying the fall of her hair

There are many ways to get to know someone, and my favorite is seeing them naked in Happy Baby pose. I also feel it is important to have sex soon after meeting someone in order to find out if you have sexual chemistry together. Otherwise, you could wait two to three months after you start dating someone only to discover that your new boyfriend is bad in bed, or even worse, is into anal beads and duct tape.

After discovering him in his threesome, I spent the next two weeks in bed suffering from a severe case of vagina elbow. It's a condition not unlike tennis elbow, but you get it from masturbating.

Your mouth is the best thing that ever happened to my mouth. -Zane Cutter

To breathe used to be another way I'd take you in

Okonkwo was not a cruel man. But his whole life was dominated by fear, the fear of failure and of weakness. It was deeper and more intimate than the fear of evil and capricious gods and of magic, the fear of the forest, and of the forces of nature, malevolent, red in tooth and claw. Okonkwo's fear was greater than these. It was not external but lay deep within himself. It was the fear of himself, lest he should be found to resemble his father.

Es posible que en el fondo Okonkwo no fuera cruel. Pero toda su vida estaba dominada por el temor, el temor al fracaso y a la debilidad. Era algo más profundo y más íntimo que el temor a los dioses malignos y caprichosos y a la magia, que el temor a la selva y a las fuerzas de la naturaleza, malévolas, de dientes y garras rojos. Los temores de Okonkwo eran peores que todo eso. No eran externos, sino que yacían en lo más hondo de su ser.

If we want to see God as he longs for us to see him, we must look at Jesus very closely.

NOTE TO A WOULD-BE LOVER So, You think you got me, huh? Well, You ain't got me. You only got my underpants And they go back on Just as easy as they came off.

elle lui mettait la clef de l'amour en la serrure du cœur.

Nothing -- and I mean nothing, Carly Banks -- is crazy if you're in love.

She talks and talks because whenever she is silent she finds herself looking at him and her breath grows a little short.