Real intimacy depends on truth - lovingly told - especially in the bedroom.

Real intimacy is only possible to the degree that we can be honest about what we are doing and feeling.

The portrait of my parents is a complicated one, but lovingly drawn.

We really wanted to conceive a baby in the intimacy of our bedroom. After an unsuccessful year, we knew we would have to seek help again.

Feeling gratitude isn't born in us - it's something we are taught, and in turn, we teach our children.

The cynic finds love with the idealist. The rebel with the conformist. The social butterfly with the bookworm. They help each other balance their lives.