99 Quotes About Intimate
- Author Victoria L. White
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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.
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- Author Heather O'Neill
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Intimacy makes you feel unique. Intimacy makes you feel as though you have been singled out, that someone in the world believes you have special qualities that nobody else has.
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- Author Donna Lynn Hope
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She doesnt want your dark embrace. She'll let you hold her for a short time but she won’t submit to that kind of weakness and she'll only let you get so close. In the past it was easier pushing you into the arms of another rather than face what was or what could be. She doesn't want to love; not now, so she'll close the door and toss the key.
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- Author Sunday Adelaja
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Every extramarital intimate relationship has a spiritual resonance, the consequences of which can be very severe.
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- Author Colleen Boyd
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We stand, gazing at each other, until Ivy moves again, pulling me into another super hug. But this time as my arms touch her waist, it somehow feels softer than before. I wish I could hold on forever.
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- Author Bl. Elizabeth of the Trinity
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You will never be commonplace if you are vigilant in love.
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- Author St. Teresa of Avila
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Love makes labour light. Love alone gives value to all things.
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- Author Jennifer L. Armentrout
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Before I could protest, which wouldn’t be wise even though I did want him to hang out longer, he placed his hands on my cheeks. My breath stalled out somewhere between my throat and chest. Leaning in, he pressed his lips against my forehead, dropping a kiss that squeezed my heart into slush. My eyes drifted shut as his lips lingered against my skin. Knocked off-kilter, I didn’t move when he pulled back and stood.
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- Author A.G. Howard
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Before I can even ask what he means, he skims his licorice-scented lips across my forehead—just shy of touching—his warm breath dragging across my left eye patch, then down a cheek, toward my mouth. The corner of my mouth tickles as he passes over it; then his breath stops to hover across my chin.His palms rest against the wall on either side of my head. He lets the web serve as his hands, his breath serve as his lips, holding me immobile and kissing me without ever touching me.
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