Quotes About Intensity

The most wonderful people in the world are nothing but raging animals when trapped in the throes of jealousy.

I do not think it possible to convey the moral energy that went into this division between abstraction and realism, from both sides, in those years. It had an almost theological intensity, and in another stage of civilization there would certainly have been burnings at stake.

There is a soul-jealousy that can be as frantic as any body-jealousy.

My friend had no breakfast himself, for it was one of his peculiarities that in his more intense moments he would permit himself no food, and I have known him presume upon his iron strength until he has fainted from pure inanition. "At present I cannot spare energy and nerve force for digestion," he would say in answer to my medical remonstrance.

The demon in me that knows there's a demon in you who can mop the floor with my raunchy butt tells me to say yes. I care. Deeply. (Ren)

The man can kiss like it's an Olympic event and he's going for the gold.

She knew violence- and my, what a lovely thing to profess knowledge of.

Gripping, nonstop action and one hell of a heroine. [on Eve of Darkness ]

He had the sexiest damn voice, Lena thought. Sexiest voice . . . and he was still staring at her, too. She could tell, all but feel the warmth of his gaze. Feel it, almost like a ray of light traveling over her body, leaving seductive warmth in its wake.

He rolled on top of her, his weight pinning her against the bed. His hands cupped her face, tilting her head back. "I missed ­you—fuck, why can't I stop thinking about you?" he muttered, his voice low and harsh, demanding.

Tipping her head, she stared into his tawny, hazel eyes, so intense, so burning-hot and all-consuming. Had she ever had a man look at her like that? Like she was all? Like she was everything? The center of his universe? Hell, screw the center … Law was looking at her like she was his universe.

Her breathing ragged, her body went lax under his. "We're not done," he rasped, fisting a hand in her dark, short hair. Law greedily took her mouth as he started to ride her again—deep, hard. So damned hungry, so damned hungry … If she'd had the breath, she might have told him to give her a minute. But even if she had had the breath? He would have stolen it away again.

She brought herself away from the disagreeably clinging thought by her usual method - imagining the sweet sharp sensation of being burned alive.

Her eyes hurt with tears against the screaming blackness of the path and the shuddering whiteness of the trees, and she thought, with a clear intelligent picture of the words in her mind, burning, Now I am really afraid.

A person angry, or laughing, or terrified, or jealous, will go stubbornly on into extremes of behavior impossible at another time;

I would rather cover my face in fire ants." "Oh

In drama, the characters should determine the story. In melodrama, the story determines the characters.

I would have killed you if you had died.

The clapping got louder. Sweat ran down my ribs from my armpits. This was a lot scarier than going into sudden-death overtime in a crowded arena.

Woe to you, my Princess, when I come. I will kiss you quite red and feed you till you are plump. And if you are forward, you shall see who is the stronger, a gentle little girl who doesn't eat enough, or a big wild man who has cocaine in his body. -- A love letter from Freud to his fiancée.

An inability to meet the real demands of love is one of the essential characteristics of neurosis; the patients are dominated by the opposition of reality and fantasy. They will flee from what they long for most intensely in their fantasies if they encounter it in real life, and they are most likely to abandon themselves to fantasies when they no longer need to fear their realization.

If this is what happens, then a transference and displacement of the psychical intensity of the individual elements has taken place; as a consequence, the difference between the texts of the dream-content and the dream-thoughts makes its appearance.

the process of dreaming transfers psychical intensity from what is important, but also objectionable, onto what is insignificant.

At first this gives the impression that the psychical intensity7 of the particular ideas was not taken into consideration at all in their selection for the dream, but only the varying nature and degree of their determination.