#intimacy

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

When they kissed she immediately felt his tongue, tensed and strong, pushing past her teeth, like some bully shouldering his way into a room. Entering her. ↗

— Ian Mcewan

#kissing #intimacy

Was Mrs. Wilcox one of the unsatisfactory people- there are many of them- who dangle intimacy and then withdraw it? They evoke our interests and affections, and keep the life of the spirit dawdling around them. Then they withdraw. When physical passion is involved, there is a definite name for such behaviour- flirting- and if carried far enough, it is punishable by law. But no law- not public opinion, even- punishes those who coquette with friendship, though the dull ache that they inflict, the sense of misdirected effort and exhaustion, may be as intolerable. Was she one of these? ↗

— E.M. Forster

#exhaustion #flirtation #friendship #intimacy #friendship

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

If you truly desire intimacy with your Father and Jesus, you must be willing to do what is the very heart of intimacy: share who you really are with Him—all your innermost thoughts and feelings. ↗

— Linda Boone

#journaling-with-god #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

Honey, no offense, but sometimes I think I could shoot you and watch you kick. ↗

— Raymond Carver

#intimacy #joke #kick #love #offense

his yellow eyes gazed at me possessively -- I wondered if he realized that the way he looked at me was far more intimate than copping a feel could ever be. ↗

— Maggie Stiefvater

#love #romance #shiver #love

I sit on the bed and kick off my shoes, and he kneels before me and takes the riding boots, holding one open for my bare foot. I hesitate; it is such an intimate gesture between a young woman and a man. His smiling upward glance tells me that he understands my hesitation but is ignoring it. I point my toe and he holds the boot, I slide my foot in and he pulls the boot over my calf. He takes the soft leather ties and fastens the boot, at my ankle, then at my calf, and then just below my knee. He looks up at me, his hand gently on my toe. I can feel the warmth of his hand through the soft leather. I imagine my toes curling in pleasure at his touch. ‘Anne, will you marry me?’ he asks simply, as he kneels before me. ↗

— Philippa Gregory

#intimacy #love #marriage-proposal #richard-iii #touching

Sex parties, alcohol and drugs lost their appeal to Sven after a while. Music never did, in his continual search for that sober connection--intimacy with one person over a long period of time, as opposed to periods of intimacy with a bunch of random faces. ↗

— Jess C. Scott

#connection #drugs #happiness #incubus #intimacy