Jim Provenzano Quotes & Sayings

Watching the videotape seemed to induce a strangely stiff erection with no connection to the rest of me. — Jim Provenzano

It was disappointing to discover that sex without love, no matter how much better equipped that other partner was, could still be enjoyable, but not as much, not by a long shot. — Jim Provenzano

And? Aren't you happy?" I blushed again, tried to focus on my driving despite the flood of emotion. "Yes," I muttered. "Well, say it, my man. Say it!" "I'm so fuckin' happy I met you!" "Now, that's my Starsky. — Jim Provenzano

And the next time you think you're hiding out, you might not do it in white jackets in the moonlight. — Jim Provenzano

I guess people who are meant to be together will always find their way. — Jim Provenzano

How did you...?"
"Stay together?"
I nodded.
"Persistence, I suppose, and pure dumb luck."
"Huh."
"And a little magic."
"I'm sorry?"
"The magic of being needed by just one person. — Jim Provenzano

We had a little wine, except Jill, because she's a Christian, which made no sense to me, since Jesus was the one who made wine so popular. — Jim Provenzano

My big studly giraffe."
"My little horny monkey. — Jim Provenzano

Are you happy?" "Every time I think of him. — Jim Provenzano

Your legs are so long," he whispered as he caressed my thigh. "Like a giraffe."
"Uh, thanks?"
"I feel like Curious George climbing all over you. — Jim Provenzano

You're never gonna give up on me, are you?" "Nope." "Good. — Jim Provenzano

I would learn the varying temperature of erratic desire, the caloric output of longing, and the previously undefined and eventually unbearable weight of first love. — Jim Provenzano

You're all the places that leave me breathless, and no wonder, you're all the world to me. — Jim Provenzano

It's not about him or you. It's what's between you, the connection.People can see it, even when you're trying to act casual. they don't want you, or him. Well, some do. But I think it's more...they want that energy, that ungraspable...something between you two."

"Is it love? — Jim Provenzano

Wasn't it worth the wait?"
I shook my head as I wiped my fingers again on his shirt. How could I explain that it wasn't just about the sex, that I'd begun to clutch a spare pillow at night, pretending to hold him, that even the occasional chirp of this voice when he spoke in a joking tone brought flutters of pleasure inside me? — Jim Provenzano

We were so happy, because we had no idea what was around the corner. — Jim Provenzano

In his eyes, those dazzling near-black eyes, more important to me than our love or lust or friendship, was a look of pure trust. — Jim Provenzano

Were practicality the explanation for my spontaneous hike, I could have sung my purpose that afternoon, 'Wanking in a Winter Wonderland. — Jim Provenzano