Quotes About Intensity

It was as hysterical as a woman having a hot flash.

His single-minded purpose. His unending fury.

Lovers, Lunatics and poets are made of same stuff.

I am a hard person to love but when I love, I love really hard.

The most important thing, the biggest love of my life, is my snooker. Ive never been so emotionally ingrained in something - in a person, an object, anything - as I have in snooker.

It's not true that you fall in love only once in your life. But it is true that you only fall in love a certain way, with a certain absoluteness, once.

That's why your middle finger close to your ring, coz it's either love or hate there ain't no in-between

True love for whatever you are doing is the answer to everything.

I love to go bungee jumping, jump out of planes, ride motorbikes, do kickboxing. I love all that stuff.

There is always some madness in love.

Love cannot be seeded into someone. It is a fire that is difficult to kindle but once it takes on, it is equally difficult to extinguish.

Love is like the rain. It comes in a drizzle sometimes. Then it starts pouring and if you're not careful it will drown you.

There's no love more intense than the love we have for our kids - and where there is intense love, there is also intense fear lurking beneath the surface.

I love firing guns. It's an amazing feeling - so sexy and powerful.

You are my angel and my damnation; in your presence I reach divine ecstasy and in your absence I descent to hell.

I like playing characters with as many emotions as possible. I'd love to play a really crazy person - someone truly out of her mind.

You have never loved me as I love you--never--never! Yours is not a passionate heart--your heart does not burn in a flame! You are, upon the whole, a sort of fay, or sprite-- not a woman!

So much love, too much love, it is our madness, it is rotting us out, exploding us like dandelion polls.

As the light begins to intensify, so does my misery, and I wonder how it is possible to hurt so much when nothing is wrong.

Happiness is not a matter of intensity but of balance and order and rhythm and harmony.

With the same intensity that the Father loves Jesus, He loves you.

such fickle days of love when pain and ecstasy share the same hour

I mean, I love winning, but losing is a much more intense feeling.

I love red so much, I almost want to paint everything red.