#intimacy

Two people making love, she once said, are like one drowned person resuscitating the other. ↗

— Anatole Broyard

#intimacy #resuscitation #sex #love

You (Millennials) are the generation most afraid of real community because it inevitably limits freedom and choice. Get over your fear. ↗

— Timothy Keller

#community #fear #intimacy #relationship #freedom

The miraculous intimacy we shared did not have the time to generate into resentful emotional bondage ↗

— Josephine Hart

#love #love

Every intimacy carries secreted somewhere below its initial lovely surfaces, the ever-coiled makings of complete catastrophe. ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

#intimacy #love

My bravery however was the effect of assurance for could I have believed the current report, I should have fled as fast as any man, no man can possibly have a greater reluctance to an intimacy with Sir William Howe than my Self. ↗

— Henry Laurens

#assurance #believed #bravery #could #current

I would venture to warn against too great intimacy with artists as it is very seductive and a little dangerous. ↗

— Queen Victoria

#artists #dangerous #great #i #intimacy

My skin will never work like that again, so aware of the other person that I'm unsure where she ends and I begin. Never again. Never again will my skin be a thing that can so perfectly communicate; in losing my skin to the fire, I also lost the opportunity to make it disappear with another person. ↗

— Andrew Davidson

#love #passion #communication

I hate solitude, but I'm afraid of intimacy. The substance of my life is a private conversation with myself which to turn into a dialogue would be equivalent to self-destruction. The company which I need is the company which a pub or a cafe will provide. I have never wanted a communion of souls. It's already hard enough to tell the truth to oneself. ↗

— Iris Murdoch

#solitude #life

Soaking is also positioning yourself for an encounter with God, to be with Him. You do the positioning, He does the encounter. ↗

— Linda Boone

#intimacy #real-love #soaking #life

It wasn't a thing I had consciously missed, but having it now reminded me of the joy of it; that drowsy intimacy in which a man's body is accessible to you as your own, the strange shapes and textures of it like a sudden extension of your own limbs. ↗

— Diana Gabaldon

#love #romance #love