Best 215 of Intimate quotes - MyQuotes

By Anonym 16 Sep

Katie Mcgarry

His eyes spark as his gaze dips to my cleavage, and this gives me courage. I shift forward and slip my hands under his shirt, brushing my fingers against the muscles of his abdomen. Noah sharply inhales and, in seconds, his shirt is off and thrown into the corner of the tent. I love his naked chest, and I decide to play. Biting my bottom lip, hoping to contain the smile, I nudge Noah’s shoulder, indicating for him to lie down. He flashes his wicked grin and reclines back, except he snags his hand around my wrist and tugs me with him. I laugh as I come face-to-face with him. My body on top of his and when I wiggle, I close my eyes, liking the pleasure of intimate parts touching. My hips squirm and with the movement, Noah immediately kisses my lips while knotting his fingers in my hair. There’s no subtlety in our kiss. All of the passion, all of the longing, all of the emotion rush out of us like water hurtling toward a cliff. It’s fast and raw and out of control.

By Anonym 14 Sep

G. Stanley Hall

Muscles are in a most intimate and peculiar sense the organs of the will.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Sean Penn

When I was growing up and somebody like Robert De Niro had a movie come out, it was a cultural event. Because he had such a confidence and a single mission that was so intimate.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Lauren Kate

Strangling is the most intimate way to kill someone.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Katie Mcgarry

The moment Noah came up behind me and kissed the side of my neck, I was torn between leaning into him and skirting away. Every muscle in my body screamed to fall into him.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Katie Mcgarry

Isaiah opens my car door and his warm silver eyes smile at me. “Hey.” I sweep my bangs from my eyes. “Hi.” He offers his hand and I accept. His fingers wrap around mine and heat surges up my arm, flushes my neck and settles into a blush on my face. He tugs gently and I slip out. I’m not sure if my body vibrates from the rumbling of the garage door closing or from the blood pounding in my veins. Our fingers lace together, and his other hand smoothly cups my hip. I suck in a breath, surprised that someone touches me so easily and with such care. “You look nice,” he says. “I’m in my school uniform.” White button-down blouse, maroon-and-black plaid skirt, and a pair of white Keds. Nothing spectacular. “I know.” The seductive slide in his voice causes the back of my neck to tickle.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Byron Katie

Your most intimate relationship is the one you have with your thoughts.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Vera Farmiga

I am drawn to intimate, often uncomfortable portraits of a woman persevering and awakening.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Ann Brashares

He didn't know if she was awake or asleep, but he felt her heart beating and the further pulse of it in her hands when he held them. He felt the ridge of her shin against his, the softness of her thigh. He didn't know what it meant, but he felt deeply comforted by her skin, her warmth, and the way she always let him in. The things he most loved about holding on to Alice were the same. The feel of a body he trusted.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Robert Schumann

Let your intimate friends be chosen from such as are better informed than yourself.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Volkmar Sigusch

There will be other forms in addition to our classic marriage. One is already looming on the horizon: polyamory, or having more than one intimate partner.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Sarah Waters

I knew that I couldn't lie beside her, without wanting to touch her. I couldn't have felt her breath come upon my mouth, without wanting to kiss her. And I couldn't have kissed her, without wanting to save her.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Simone Elkeles

I don't deserve you. You know that, querida, don't you?" "When are you gonna realize you're one of the good guys?" When I don't answer, she pulls my head down to hers. "My body is yours tonight, Alex," she whispers against my lips. "Do you want it?" "God, yes.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Aiden Wilson Tozer

The Bible is not an end in itself, but a means to bring men to an intimate and satisfying knowledge of God.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Aristotle

When you feel yourself lacking something, send your thoughts towards your Intimate and search for the Divinity that lives within you.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Munia Khan

Nature is the most intimate lover of mine who denudes my emotion with its intense beauty.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Michael Grant

Astrid found the hem of his T-shirt and pulled it up over his head. She unbuckled his belt and shoved his jeans to the deck. She pushed him, gently but insistently, onto the bed. Then she undressed herself and stood in the faint light, looking down at him as he gazed up at her. “You’re giving me a reason to live,” he said, half joking. “I’m just recapturing the mood,” she said, trying to make it sound light and sexy. “You captured me a long time ago.” She climbed atop him. “We walk out of this together, Sam. Whatever it takes. You and me.” “You and me,” he said. She would not yet let him have her. “Whatever it takes,” she insisted. “Say it.” “You and me,” he said at last. “Whatever it takes.” “Swear it.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Katie Mcgarry

He raises his hand to my face again and I allow the touch. His fingers slide along my jawline and the warmth of his caresses radiates past my skin and into my bloodstream. Pleasing goose bumps rise on my neck. “Do you think you’ll come back sometime?” he asks. “And let me help you with your car?” My ears ring with the staccato thrum, thrum, thrum of my heart. Holy crap, I can’t believe this is happening to me. “I’ll make it work. I swear.” The words tumble out of my mouth without thought. That’s not true. Actually, they tumble out with a lot of thought of how my parents won’t approve, of how my brothers will kill Isaiah, then possibly kill me. But in this moment, I don’t care what any of them think.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Olivia Newton-john

I took you to an intimate restaurant, then to a suggestive movie. There's nothing left to talk about, unless it's horizontally.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Ondi Timoner

I never really make a film unless I feel like it's going to be personal and intimate, but also relevant to the audience.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Angel Olsen

In a lot of senses, things are definitely changing in my life, and with what's going on around me. But I still feel like the writing process is as intimate as it as before, if not more. Because I need my time more than I had before.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Megyn Kelly

Usually state laws refer to touching intimate parts, it can be breasts or buttocks.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Maya Angelou

There is an intimate laughter to be found only among friends

By Anonym 15 Sep

Matthew Nable

Writing novels is where I'm most comfortable. It's a very intimate experience.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Lord Chesterfield

The most familiar and intimate habitudes, connections, friendships, require a degree of good-breeding both to preserve and cement them.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Awdhesh Singh

You must treat an evil-doer in the same spirit as a doctor treats a patient and develop sympathy for him. It is better to maintain distance from unhealthy people and protect yourself rather than become intimate with them and later curse them for infecting you with their viruses.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Edmund White

The most important things in our intimate lives can't be discussed with strangers, except in books.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jessica Khoury

I do, and the now-familiar warmth of his lips steadies me. He tastes of salt and the wine we shared with the others at our small farewell party. Aladdin pulls away first and lifts one of my hands to his lips, kissing the delicate henna patterns on my skin, then turning my arm over to kiss the inside of my wrist. The ship’s crew makes themselves busy on the other side of the ship, giving us privacy. “You’re the most beautiful girl in the world,” Aladdin murmurs. “Have I ever told you that?” “Enough to make me wonder if your father was a parrot.

By Anonym 17 Sep

Rachel Caine

No way," Eve replied. "If you're going, go big." "Remind me to play poker with you later," Michael said. "I love a girl who'll go all in." She hip-bumped him. "That's what you want to do with me later? Dude. Respect the dress, at least." Michael trailed his pale fingers down her back, following the line of her spine, all the way to the red rose. Eve shivered, and her eyes went half-closed. Whatever Michael whispered in her ear, Claire thought it was probably way too personal to hear.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Katherine Arden

Having the world as you wish--that is not for the young," he added, "They want too much.

By Anonym 14 Sep

Tim Gunn

People come up to me and share very personal and intimate things with me, and I am so touched by all the trust they have in me.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Walter Benjamin

We do not always proclaim loudly the most important thing we have to say. Nor do we always privately share it with those closest to us, our intimate friends, those who have been most devotedly ready to receive our confession.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Christie Hefner

Even though money seems such an objective topic, it can also be the most intimate, and possibly harmful, part of a relationship.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Teresa

What friends or kindred can be so close and intimate as the powers of our soul, which, whether we will or no, must ever bear us company?

By Anonym 17 Sep

Amit Kalantri

My spouse is my shield, my spouse is my strength.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Keanu Reeves

Because we're actors we can pretend and fake it, but I'd rather the intimate investment was authentic.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Michael Grant

They closed the door on the cabin. There wasn’t room enough for them to stand, so they fell into each other’s arms on the bunk. Sam kissed her and tried not to think that it was for the last time. He was happy. That was the hell of it. He was finally happy. Right here, right now, in this place, with this girl in his arms, he was happy. Was that why he felt the hammer about to fall on him? No, that was crazy. He was happy. Happiness didn’t mean that tragedy was coming around the corner. Did it?

By Anonym 16 Sep

Gloria Ng

For my relationships with men to change, I needed to change my relationship to myself as a woman.

By Anonym 18 Sep

Victoria L. White

The male is the giving part of a sexual union and the female is the receptive part. Since the wombman is the receiver she must be aware of her partner’s spiritual nature before choosing to be intimate with him.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Willa Cather

The irregular and intimate quality of things made entirely by the human hand.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Katie Mcgarry

There’s a pulse in my body, vibrating every pressure point. “I like kissing you.” His hand lowers to my waist. “I could kiss you forever.” I lazily glance at him from under my eyelashes. “Just kissing.” Because I think I’ll combust if we do more. The right side of his mouth quirks. “Just kissing. And some touching.” To prove his point Isaiah’s hands caress my back, weave into my hair and slide against the dip of my waist. Yes, definitely some touching. I inhale deeply, reminding myself that breathing is still a requirement. “I agree. Some touching. No new clothes off.” Because I’d probably pass out at the thought of his jeans off. They already hang low on his hips. Too low. Very low. Low enough that I start to imagine what more there is to him. Isaiah wraps his hand around the back of my neck and performs this deep massage that makes my eyes roll into my head in ecstasy. “I’ll put my shirt back on if you want.” “No,” I breathe out. “I’m fine with it off.” More than fine.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Jimmy Smits

There's something so familial and intimate between a boxer and his trainer.

By Anonym 20 Sep

Israelmore Ayivor

When you are close to Christ, you are enclosed in liberty. You can never be intimidated by man if you are intimate with Christ.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Xavier Durringer

All politicians have three ways of expressing themselves - the intimate dialogue that can often be violent and raw, then the dialogue in front of the camera and then big public speeches.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Stephen Marche

Women become breadwinners, men become caregivers. That's the birth of intimate marriage.

By Anonym 19 Sep

Nikki Rowe

Understand me deeply, be intimate in ways that don't involve touch.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Jessica Khoury

I feel shock splinter through him, his body going rigid. Then he relaxes, melting into me, stepping forward until I am caught between him and the wall, the torch crackling beside me. His hands slide down my back, over my hips and thighs, leaving a trail of fire. His heart beats fast enough for the both of us, its thunderous pulse echoing through me. I bury my hands in his dark hair, fingers knotting around those thick locks. Desire pulls at my stomach, and I lean into him, lifting one leg and wrapping it around his waist. He lifts me, and my other leg coils around him, my skirts sliding up my thighs, my back pressed against the column. His lips are soft and warm and gentle, underlined with barely restrained urgency. I cannot get enough of him. I pull his kurta over his head and let it fall on the floor. I press my hands against his bared chest, feel his heart against my palm, his lungs rising and falling. His shoulder is knotted with the scar from the arrow he took for me. He kisses me again, this time more strongly, and I run my hands down his jaw and neck, over his shoulders, the taut muscles of his back. He turns, without letting me go or breaking our kiss, and we tumble onto the soft divan. Aladdin holds himself over me, his abdomen clenched and his hair hanging across his forehead. His lips wander downward, to my chin, to the curve of my jaw, to my neck. My hands are ravenous, exploring the planes and angles of his body. His fingers find mine, and our hands knit together. He raises them over my head, pressing them into the pillow beneath my hair, as his kisses trace my collarbone, and then he sinks lower, parting the buttons of my dress and pressing his lips to my bare stomach. I gasp and open my eyes wide, my borrowed body coursing with sensations I have never felt, never dared to feel, never thought I could feel. “Aladdin,” I murmur. “We shouldn’t . . .” “Sh.” He silences me with a kiss, and I lift my chin to meet him. A warm wind rushes through my body, stirring embers and setting them aflame. I don’t want to stop. I don’t want to think about consequences. I only want Aladdin, everywhere.

By Anonym 13 Sep

Pema Chodron

By becoming intimate with how we close down and how we open up, we awaken our unlimited potential.

By Anonym 16 Sep

Katie Mcgarry

Isaiah pushes off his car and invades my personal space. His dark scent envelops me and my heart literally trips several times as it tries to continue to beat. Even though he doesn’t touch me, it’s like Isaiah is everywhere. Only centimeters separate us, but his warmth surrounds me like a bubble. I have to force myself to lift my chin to look at him. His gray eyes soften, and there’s this playful aura to him, accompanied by a devious tilt of his mouth.

By Anonym 15 Sep

Mark Whitwell

Yoga is not a means to get SOMEWHERE as if you were not SOMEWHERE already. It is your direct and intimate participation with Life.