Quotes About Intensity

My feelings of disgust had been so loud within me, they'd nearly drowned out everything else.

Desde el día en que me había marchado de Yoroido no pensaba sino en que cada vuelta de la rueda de la vida traería un nuevo obstáculo a mi paso; y, claro está, eran los obstáculos y las preocupaciones lo que le había proporcionado a mi vida su intensidad.

Por eso los sueños son tan peligrosos: abrasan como el fuego y a veces nos consumen completamente.

Por eso los sueños son tan peligrosos: abrasan como el fuego y te consumen completamente

Los sueños son muy peligrosos: abrasan como el fuego y a veces nos consumen completamente.

Intellect is a magnitude of intensity, not a magnitude of extension: which is why in this respect one man can confidently take on ten thousand, and a thousand fools do not make one wise man.

Boredom is certainly not an evil to be taken lightly: it will ultimately etch lines of true despair onto a face. It makes beings with as little love for each other as humans nonetheless seek each other with such intensity, and in this way becomes the source of sociability.

If anything, she possessed him in death in a way that she never had while he was alive. At least her memory of him was hers. Wholly hers. Savagely, fiercely, hers.

Training in most fields is longer and more intense than ever. People spend years of sixty-, seventy-, eighty-hour weeks building their base of knowledge and experience before going out into practice on their own—whether they are doctors or professors or lawyers or engineers. They have sought to perfect themselves. It is not clear how we could produce substantially more expertise than we already have. Yet our failures remain frequent. They persist despite remarkable individual ability. *

By December of 1998, her blushing had become intolerable

Dark-bright fire lit eyes

If I ever really sounded I would rupture your eardrums or your heart.

Anger is loaded with information and energy.

I have wept outwardly so that my eyes have paled, and inwardly so that my soul is washed clean!

It was impossible to escape her. She provided no natural break in the conversation, and she spoke with such intensity that I would have had to abruptly shout SHUT THE FUCK UP, punch her, and then run away in order to be free.

I am tired from having lived seventeen different lives, compressed into the space of one.

You know, sometimes just giving yourself permission to feel any emotion without judgment or censorship can lessen the intensity of those negative emotions.

And we were married and all the windows were open but the smell of flowers was so thick and sickly sweet. I felt like I might choke to death.

He smiled like a cat with fresh chipmunk blood on his whiskers.

If it's worth doing, it's worth overdoing.

For the first time since her return, she felt pain, a violent pain, but it made her feel alive, because it was worth feeling.

What in hell are you really made of, Howard? After all, it's only a building. It's not the combination of holy sacrament, Indian torture, and sexual ecstasy that you seem to make of it. Isn't it?

She started off, walking fast, as if the speed of her steps could give form to the things she felt.

Did I feel a physical desire for him? I did. Was I moved by a passion of my body? I was. Have I experienced the most violent form of sensual pleasure? I have.