#touc

I knew if I started touching you I wouldn't be able to stop. ↗

— Andrea K. Höst

#love #sweetness #touch #love

I miss the smell of him. I miss his lips and his strong arms. I miss him. ↗

— Kimberly Derting

#lips-touch #love #miss #remembering #scent

The heart that bleeds, knows true heartache.-Nina Jean Slack ↗

— Nina Jean Slack

#emotional #emotions #hear #heartache #love

My mind is the only sanctuary that has not been stolen from me. Men have tried to breach it before, but I've learned to defend it vigorously, for I am only safe with my innermost thoughts. ↗

— Christopher Paolini

#touching #men

I could not have done anymore, I had pushed myself to a limit that I had never touched before and that's definitely going to change you - than going out and doing what you do in practice every day. ↗

— Elvis Stojko

#before #change #could #day #definitely

So she thoroughly taught him that one cannot take pleasure without giving pleasure, and that every gesture, every caress, every touch, every glance, every last bit of the body has its secret, which brings happiness to the person who knows how to wake it. She taught him that after a celebration of love the lovers should not part without admiring each other, without being conquered or having conquered, so that neither is bleak or glutted or has the bad feeling of being used or misused. ↗

— Hermann Hesse

#making-love #pleasure #respect #sensuality #sex

And like a good neighbor, Alpha Centauri is there.” Touched by an Alien ↗

— Gini Koch

#humor #science-fiction #touched-by-an-alien #science

To be successful you have to be selfish, or else you never achieve. And once you get to your highest level, then you have to be unselfish. Stay reachable. Stay in touch. Don't isolate. ↗

— Michael Jordan

#else #get #highest #highest level #isolate

Who taught you to write in blood on my back? Who taught you to use your hands as branding irons? You have scored your name into my shoulders, referenced me with your mark. The pads of your fingers have become printing blocks, you tap a message on to my skin, tap meaning into my body. Your morse code interferes with my heart beat. I had a steady heart before I met you, I relied upon it, it had seen active service and grown strong. Now you alter its pace with your own rhythm, you play upon me, drumming me taut. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#service

Never touch your idols: the gilding will stick to your fingers." (Il ne faut pas toucher aux idoles: la dorure en reste aux mains.) ↗

— Gustave Flaubert

#disillusionment #gilding #idols #touch #disappointment