Quotes About Intensity

Sadness is very close to hate.

When I write lyrics, it's only when I'm angry or hurt or sad. So lyrically it's never really easy going. And the music is always really intense.

I always go in very emotionally when I'm doing music. Sad or happy, I'm always into it.

The greater the pain, the greater the fun.

Almost everything carried to its logical extreme becomes either depressing or carcinogenic.

She knew it was going to happen, was ready for it, but when he pulled her to his lips, nothing could have prepared her for the heavy rush of desire that slammed through her.

A brief life burns brightly.

It's--my God--like you stretched a tarp across a stadium to turn it into a giant tom-tom and crashed a 747 into it.

I swear to Vishnu, if this doesn't work, I'm going to stab you in the throat with a Pipette.

Blood cannot be without dancing. There is no dancing without blood.

Like rain drops dripping on the floor like a thousand drumists beating those drums repeatedly, My blood runs through my veins ninety nine point nine metres per second when i think of you.

His smile was like lightning in the darkness, blinding and beautiful and mysterious, and I wanted him so badly it was physically painful.

I never smile when I have a bat in my hands. That's when you've got to be serious.

That's hard core, Gin," Finn replied. "Very hard core. Kind of kinky too." A grim smile tightened my lips. "That's me. Gin Blanco. Hard core and kinky to the bitter end.

I wanted to drown inside a woman in the feeling and drooling of the love I could give her. I wanted her pulse to crush me with its intensity. That's what I wanted.

And so it was that the two of us, out of a shared and confused hatred, performed an act that looked like love, but while our bodies sought each other and came together we were both thinking and speaking of him all the time, of nothing but him.

The world was once haunted by Titus Oates's self-made epitaph: "I am going outside and may be some time. Well, we are going inside and may be some time, we are inside, and have been for awhile. The poetry of courage is replaced by the poetry of confinement, the art of the endless open channel overtaken by the art of the perpetually retold tale. Our successful withdrawal from the risks of winter makes for a lessening of its intensities. We have all gone inside, and may be some time.

What [Adam] Smith took from [David] Hume's demonstration of the limits of reason, the absurdity of superstition, and the primacy of the passions was not a lesson of Buddhist-Stoical indifference but something more like a sense of Epicurean intensity—if we are living in the material world, then let us make it our material.

The millions of words that would flow from his pen over the remainder of his life came in a handwriting that raced across the page in bold, forward-slanting lines, flattened by speed, as if they had no time to spare in reaching their destination.

when the barrage reached its crescendo, 224,221 shells in the last 65 minutes, the rumble could be heard as far away as Hampstead Heath in London. More shells were fired by the British this week than they had used in the first 12 months of the war; some gunners bled from the ears after five days of nonstop firing.

It's also not helpful when parents respond with more intensity than the child feels.

I started tearing at my mouth. Get it out! I roared.

I hold my madness like a sword and plunge it in your body all night long;

so much like riding dangerous women with whiskey coloured eyes - such women as once fell dead with their lovers with fire in their heads and slippery froth on thighs