Quotes About Intensity

You're suffocating me! I hate you! Hate!

Cuando el hombre ama de veras, su pasión lo penetra todo y es capaz de traspasar la tierra.

It's amazing the clarity that comes with psychotic jealousy.

Some sample lyrics I think I catch: "My engine races up to seventh gear; wrap your legs around my engine, dear . . . . The tunnel's dark, but the ground is wet; I lubricate it with my dripping sweat!" Or, something vaguely disturbing and gross like that; it's hard to tell with the wailing guitars and the front man screaming through his ravaged vocal chords.

Some people want to go forever, I just want to burn off hard and bright.

I was just going to look. With fire.

Purpose and revenge were all I needed. Everything else be damned." His face darkened with something more intense than mere desire. "Until you, Rose. You make me feel more human than I ever felt when I was one.

Her thirst for vengeance was greater than her love for you.

You have no idea how hard I've fallen in love with you. I don't think a person could fall any harder.

Likes to fight, does he?" Sandra said thoughtfully. "Oh, yeah. He says there are only two reasons to fight." "Which are?" "Joy and death." Her mother's brows went up. "Joy in death?" "No, no... For joy, to stretch yourself with a friend; or death, to kill as quickly as you can. Nothing in between.

Her pores were like those of an orange, its skin filled with juice, which, if you applied the slightest pressure, would squirt up into your eyes. She was that fresh.

Art?k korkuyorum. Saadetin bizi korkutacak kadar çok ve kesif olmas? nedir bilir misiniz?

Just as warm sunlight can, by passing through a lens, turn to fire, so too can love. It's wrong to see it as something that swoops in from the outside. It's because it arises from the feelings we carry inside us that it strikes with such violence, at the moment we least expect.

Sana nas?l anlatabilirim.'?lk görü?te deli gibi a??k oldum,yan?yorum,tutu?uyorum!'gibi laflar m? söyleyeyim.Fakat i?in tuhaf yan? bunlardan ba?ka da söyleyecek sözüm yok.

He was thunder and lightning and rain, and she was the earth and flowers that drank up the storm.

You didn't do anything to her, did you?" "Nothing that would provoke her to flee." Except ruin her for any other man. And offer her a marriage of the sort she found appalling. And desire her with an intensity that made his throat close up at the thought of her gone.

Deuce take it, he was in over his head. But it didn't matter. He'd ruined her, and marriage was the only way to fix that. "Oliver?" she whispered. He stared down at her delicate features, flushed from their exertions, and felt the same swell of possessiveness that had made him claim her with all the subtlety of an ox. Mine…mine…mine. The words still rang in his ears. Definitely in over his head.

Beating Pakistan is always special because they are a tough team and we have a bit if a history regarding Pakistan.

For the sake of the world he married Sati. But once did, he surrendered totally to the union. Immense passion happened between them. The years rolled by, their love making was recorded as the most intense in human history.

The very essence of dhyana, or meditativeness, is that you push yourself to the highest possible intensity where, after some time, there is no effort. Now meditation will not be an act, but a natural consequence of the intensity that has been achieved. You can simply be. It is in these absolutely non-compulsive states of existence that the necessary atmosphere is set for the blossoming of an individual into a cosmic possibility. If

spirituality means putting your life on fast forward. You may suffer much more because everything happens at a fast pace. What you would have stretched for ten years happens, let us say, in one month. So the intensity of the suffering that you go through is extremely acute. There may be moments of ecstasy and joy, but there is so much suffering also happening rapidly within you.

If you find yourself oscillating between craving and aversion, love and hate, your karma is growing at a rapid pace; your bondage is intensifying. If you have strong likes and dislikes, your suffering is also more intense.

Looking back, I think I really was at least slightly out of my mind. I viewed narcotics as most people regard food. I wore my guns as today I wear my neckties. Deep down, I actually believed that after living as fully as humanly possible, one should then die violently. I expected then, as I still expect today, to die at any time. But then, I think I deliberately invited death in many, sometimes insane, ways.

the prophet's calling, though laudable, is laughable. More, the prophet's intensity makes him look ridiculous. Is there any person more pathetic than the prophet proclaiming what everybody knows will never happen?