Quotes About Closeness

If my love can hold you, I'll keep you with me.

Because letting someone in close meant they could hurt you. I knew all about that kind of fear. I lived with it.

I can't imagine a sweeter agony, having him so close.

Neither of us seemed able to be close to anyone. Not even each other. Closeness meant the one you loved the most would cause you the most damage. How did you unlearn that? It was woven deep between every fiber and vessel. You couldn't cut it out.

If I had the right, I would forbid you to go anywhere without me. Not out of selfishness, but because being apart from you is like trying to live without breathing.

My degree of closeness to my step-siblings varies among the seven, but I have a great sense of loyalty to all of them, especially the four from my childhood. If those people needed my help, I would be there for them.

I think when one becomes very close to another person, it can mean loving and intimacy, but on the other hand, there's also the danger of one destructing another under the name of love. I think that is the scariest thing for me in various relationships.

cette liberté, je l'ai cherchée bien loin ; elle était si proche que je ne pouvais la voir, que je ne peux pas la toucher, elle n'était que moi.

Some people stand by you in your darkest hour, while others walk away; only a select few march toward you and become even closer friends.

Some people stand by you in your darkest hour, while others walk away; only a select few march towards you and become even closer friends.

Some people stand by you in your darkest hour, while others walk away; only a select few march towards you and become even closer friends. Once

He hadn't suffered the eternity of the ring about to be picked up, didn't know the heart rush of hearing that incomparable voice suddenly linked with his own, the sense it gave of being too close to even see her, of being actually inside her ear.

because we watched her so closely out of the corners of our eyes, everything she did made too much noise, her cigarette smoke got into everything, she drank too much wine at dinner.

A few of us grew brave enough to insert our legs between theirs and to press our agony against them.

I remember the first time we took off our clothes in front of each other. It was like unwinding bandages. I was as much of a man as Olivia could bear at that point. I was her starter kit.

None of my friends live closer than a forty-five-minute drive from me, and the rest of my tribe lives in different time zones, but distance doesn't matter. Whenever we get together, it's like no time has passed.

Instead I crawled next to him, snuggling close. Zach, wake up. Can't. Sleeping. I pressed my mouth to his in a full, deep kiss. Second thought, not sleeping.

She felt like a child clad in the armour of an adult. She was perplexed at the respect she received from other adults; she expected them to see through her disguise at any moment, revealing her as an empress with no clothes. She needed someone to love and protect her from the world. She desperately sought closeness, but when someone came too close, she ran.

Their four blond boys were indistinguishable except for height: John, Kyle, Kevin, and Junior. The oldest was five, and having them so close together meant their mom couldn't laugh too hard anymore or she'd accidentally pee. (She'd told me on the uncomfortable ride home.)

One thing has become crystal clear to me overnight: I have never felt as close to anyone as I do to Chris. It is not from the amount of time we've spent together, but from the strength of the unquestionable bond we share.

When boundaries fall and truths come out, it can bring a closeness that is unshakable.

We grew up together. That means I'd do anything for you.

She watched his lips forming the words, at the same time she heard them under her skin, under her winter coat, so near and full of warmth that she felt herself go hot.

But after this last year and dealing with the studio, the rest of us are closer than we've ever been.