Quotes About Intensity

During that course in which "I" become, I give birth to myself amid the violence of sobs, of vomit.

You cannot imagine the power you possess over me. With a look, a sign, a smile, you reduce me to nothing but hunger.

But when Anthony kissed her, she felt as if she were losing her mind. And when he kissed her twice, she wasn't even sure if she wanted it back!

Why do you joke about such things?" she snapped. He let his gaze land rather intently on hers. "When the alternative is despair, I generally prefer humor. Even if it is of the gallows variety.

Maybe this, then, was the definition of love. When you wanted someone, needed her, adored her still, even when you were utterly furious and quite ready to tie her to the bed just to keep her from going out and making more trouble. This

It was those eyes as much as anything that had earned him his reputation as a man to be reckoned with. When he stared at a person, clear and unwavering, men grew uncomfortable. Women positively shivered.

he was struck again by that odd sense of somehow being more alive than he'd been just seconds earlier.

He was hungry, needy, and he kissed her as if he would die without her, as if she were his very food, his air, his body and soul.

There was nothing she valued more than a cool and clear head, and Michael had managed to steal that from her with a single kiss. And then he'd done more. So much more. She was never going to be the same. She was never going to be /sane/. 'You look distressed,' he said. She wanted to strangle him. He cocked his head and smiled. She wanted to kiss him. He held up the teapot. 'More?' God, yes, and that was the problem.

When Anthony kissed her, she felt as if she were losing her mind. And when he kissed her twice, she wasn't even sure if she wanted it back! -Kate's thoughts

And so kissing her became a matter of self-preservation. It was simple. If he did not kiss her now, if he did not consume her, he would die. It sounded melodramatic, but at the moment he would have sworn it to be true. The hand of desire twisting around his gut would burst into flame and take him along with it.

Despite his composed demeanor, despite all of his promises to Anthony, he burned for her.

This kiss . . . I wish for it with a fervor that shakes my soul. I have no idea why I wish it, only that I felt it the moment I saw you at the piano, and it has only intensified in the days since." She

When he saw her across a crowded room, his skin grew hot, and when he saw her in his dreams, he went up in flames.

When his lips finally covered hers, he was not gentle. He was not cruel, but the pulse of his blood was too ragged, too urgent, and his kiss was that of a starving lover, not that of a gentle suitor.

His passions were never so out of control that he couldn"t manage a quick and decisive departure.

But you hate each other," Edward protested. "Not nearly so much as we love each other," Billie said.

Cuándo te has negado a un desafío? —Nunca —respondió, mirándolo directamente a los ojos. Él sonrió, y su mirada se volvió ardiente. —Esa es mi chica —murmuró él. —No soy… —Lo serás —susurró él, y antes de que ella pudiera pronunciar otra palabra, su boca apresó la de ella en un beso ardiente.

And so kissing her became a matter of self-preservation. It was simple. If he did not kiss her now, if he did not consume her, he would die.

Men are mad.

He shook his head, slowly rising to his feet. He had the oddest desire to kiss her. It wasn't odd that he wanted to kiss her in and of itself. He always wanted to kiss her. What was odd was the intensity of the need. It was almost as if he positively, definitively knew that if he didn't kiss her that very minute, his life would be forever changed, and not for the better. He had to kiss her.

He was going to kill her. Right here in her room, in his mother's house, he was going to commit sororicide.

And Lord, how he'd been imagining it. Despite his composed demeanor, despite all of his promises to Anthony, he burned for her. When he saw her across a crowded room, his skin grew hot, and when he saw her in his dreams, he went up in flames. Now

Basically, theater or film is a dangerous industrial environment.