Al Stewart Quotes

Love is always open arms. If you close your arms about love you will find that you are left holding only yourself.

I love intimacy, always, of performing.

one way to keep people close to you is by not giving them enough. ... with people who give a lot of themselves, you sometimes lean back - but with people who give little you often lean forward, as if they're a spigot in the desert and you're the empty cup. It is the tropism of deprivation: We lean toward those who do not give.

He has eyes so expressive they give a hint to more than what he portrays. He’s dedicated to his friends, family, and even his motorcyle. He touched me as if I were made of glass. He kissed me as if he’d savor it for the rest of his life.

I'm for turning off the tube and turning down the light, cause I'm for nothing else but me and you tonight.

Yeah, about that,” says Peeta, entwining his fingers in mine. “Don’t try something like that again.” “Or what?” I ask. “Or . . . or . . .” He can’t think of anything good. “Just give me a minute.

You need to keep people close. You need to give them access to your heart.

Why have you come to me here, dear heart, with all these instructions? I promise you I will do everything just as you ask. But come closer. Let us give in to grief, however briefly, in each other's arms.

And maybe that was love. Being so vulnerable and allowing someone else in so far they could hurt you, but they also give you everything.

We're left alone with each other. We have to creep close to each other and give gentle little nudges with our paws and our muzzles before we can slip into sleep and rest for the next day's playtime.

Love is a game-yes? I think it is a drowning.

How we need another soul to cling to, another body to keep us warm. To rest and trust; to give your soul in confidence: I need this, I need someone to pour myself into.

Intimacy is a difficult art.

...the highest sign of friendship is that of giving another the privilege of sharing your inner thought.

She felt so human that he could barely carry on a conversation.

He had her in his arms, her face like a wet flower at his lips, and all their vain terrors shriveling up like ghosts at sunrise.

Come on, lover, let's have a look," Eric said, giving me a quick kiss. He jumped off the back porch with me still attached to him—like a large barnacle

I guess this is what marriage is, or was, or could be. You drop the mask. You allow the fatigue in. You lean across and kiss the years because they're the things that matter.

Love, the beauty of it, the joy of it and yes, even the pain of it, is the most incredible gift to give and to receive as a human being. And we deserve to experience love fully, equally, without shame and without compromise.

Don't get me wrong, I like to cuddle. But there is such a fine line between cuddling and holding someone down so that they can't get away.

I love you," he whispered. "I hope you don't mind.

I'll ruin everything you are, I'll give you television.

Why can't I be naked baby?!

I think connection makes me vulnerable. Commitment makes me vulnerable, really.

It is our uniqueness that gives freshness and vitality to a relationship.