Quotes About Intensity

Triumph was laughable and terrible and his.

Babes, I am so bored here that I don't think, since I've come, I've ever been more than three minutes away from some really astonishing act of violence.

The poems ... are moments when I had the intensity to see, and the energy to build, some careful analog that completed the seeing. ... All I have been left is the exhausting habit of trying to tack up the slack in my life with words.

No one can harm you with his or her powerful, intense, or negative emotions, unless you have those same emotions. Other people's feelings awaken within you your matching emotions, through the principle of resonance.

The Greasy fucken fat pig that discusses her husbands day drive and he'll eventually cut and eat her fucken heart ad he yells out of anger

Ah, but being in love made you mean and crazy. Love made you act like a fool even when you knew you were acting like a fool and couldn't help yourself from acting like a fool.

A POET IS SOMEONE who is very happy and very sad, who is quick to anger and who loves intensely, who feels strongly. Children are like that, too. A philosopher is someone who is very observant, who ponders and wants to know how things really are. Children are like that, too.

The maidservants all were in love with Southampton, in a rapt, unhoping way, like a tribe of poets in love with the moon; one would have a fit of tears, then it spread to another and another, until all the house heaved with love's calamity.

Her sadness was an ecstasy, a guilt, an assignation.

Her love is fire in an aquatic world. By Sandy Sinn

I want to live my life like an incandescent lightbulb. Burn brightly my entire life, and then one day suddenly go out.

The truth was that he loved her as he had never loved anyone in his life before, with a love so strong it made him tremble at the violence of his feelings.

Once again Love, that loosener of limbs, bittersweet and inescapable, crawling thing, seizes me.

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When it came to napping, Winston Churchill insisted that there should be "no halfway measures." "Take off your clothes," he said, "and get into bed.

I must have you. We must have each other. You know that, don't you? You're in my blood, God help us both.

She clung to him, her hands raking at the smooth skin of her shoulders, the harsh hurry of her breathing matching his, her body poised on the edge of ecstasy, and realized with a kind of anguish that this was the last time she would ever fall through the stars to earth with him, and this agony of pleasure was their farewell to each other.

Por qué me estás mirando fijamente? - Solo trataba de memorizar este momento para siempre.

When a chap is passionate, the readership can sense it.

I think that everyone has something that they will kill for.

The atmosphere felt unexpectedly intense and the music was frantic. The beat made it both difficult to think straight and pleasant to move – like swimming almost.

Less than the cloud to the wind, Less than the foam to the sea, Less than the rose to the storm Am I to thee. More than the star to the night, More than the rain to the tree, More than heaven to earth Art thou to me.