Quotes About Intensity

It is after all only the intensity of feeling which makes Lady Chatterley superior to any French book on the same subject (even Lucienne by Jules Romain) and to this statement I will stick until I die.

Your voice getting hoarser, deeper, your eyes blacker, your blood thicker, your body fuller. A voluptuous servility and a tyrannical necessity. More cruel now than before—consciously, willfully cruel. The insatiable delight of experience.

I want to bite into life, and to be torn by it.

I love her for what she has dared to be, for her hardness, her cruelty, her egoism, her perverseness, her demoniac destructiveness. She would crush me to ashes without hesitation. She is a personality created to the limit. I worship her courage to hurt, and I am willing to be sacrificed to it. She will add the sum of me to her. She will be June plus all that I contain.

How well I know with what burning intensity you live. You have experienced many lives already, including several you have shared with me- full rich lives from birth to death, and you just have to have these rest periods in between.

I see enormous loves growing immense and finally crushing me.

Ja sam jedino sposobna zbrajati život, dok tako prepun ne postane nepodnošljiv, odve? snažan, i raspršujem se u krizama histerije, u milijune komadi?a, zbog prevelike koli?ine života... Prava je patnja živjeti u 'unutrašnjosti života'... netko bi me morao u?initi nesvjesnom. Ubiti me. U?initi me neosjetljivom, nemo?nom. Dijelovi mene morali bi umrijeti, ali ja sam sve dobro zaštitila od umiranja.

Je n'aime pas les hommes; j'aime ce qui les dévore.

My happiness is made of fervour. Through the medium of all things without distinction, I have passionately worshipped

I used to imagine love as something volcanic

Am tr?it într-o uluire p?tima??.

She wanted a passion larger than what she perceived as mere physical sex, a passion less commonplace (less vulgar); and though Tennessee Williams frames her as a model of repression, [...] in fact the character he created is too immense and original for that to be true, John too small and ordinary.

He'd found the virgin, the sacrificial lamb, and in a way he was obsessed with me.

What is love, Arthur? What is it?" she asks him. "Is it the good dear thing I had with Janet for eight years? Is it the good dear thing? Or is it the lightning bolt? The destructive madness that hit my girl?

Surely words are just the background music when passion pounces on a soul.

Is it perhaps a radiation, an emanation of this innocence, this guilelessness, grown white-hot?

To want to kill yourself, however, requires a whole extra level of passion and a certain directed violence.

There is a Russian expression: if you wake up feeling no pain, you know you're dead. While life is not only about pain, the experience of pain, which is particular in its intensity, is one of the surest signs of the life force.

I like a man who takes his violence seriously.

And the fascination I experienced was probably very close to a certain kind of love.

My love, my passion, is boundless, for my mate." In

Love is a colorless,volatile Liquid.Love ignites n burns.Love Leaves no residue neither smoke nor ash.Love is a poison masquerading as spirit of Wine

El amor es un líquido incoloro, volátil. El amor se inflama y arde. El amor no deja residuos: ni humo ni ceniza. El amor es un veneno disfrazado de vino.

Love and death have this in common: they consume you so that everything else ceases to matter