Quotes About Intensity

A small whimper escaped her throat, then she desperately pulled her eyes away.

I am a sword about to leave its scabbard. I am iron, and in the day's light I shall blind you all.

Rage and unbearable pain meshed together like twin strands in an ever-tightening rope.

Like a wing sweeping them into its embrace, the storm closed around them.

Her grip bit into his arm.

The alchemist pulled his gaze back to Vorcan

Vengeance belonged to the young, after all. The time when emotions burned hottest, when life was sharp enough to cut, fierce enough to sear the soul.

Sweat and death clung to the air thick as gauze.

I always thought having a ring doctor at a boxing match was like having a preacher in a whore house. If a fighter is worried about his health, he's obviously chosen the wrong profession.

But it seemed to him the world was brighter, more intense, more alive than he had remembered. Colours were more vibrant, shimmering; the scents of ordinary things, wet pavement, bricks in sunlight, unripe peaches, felt layered and dizzyingly complex.

It doesn't work if the bad guys kill his mother's uncle's friend's neighbor's pet dog. You've got to make the stakes high.

I'll have your heart, if not by gift my knife Shall carve it out. I'll have your heart, your life.

We [Americans] became a nation of java junkies, wired from dawn to dusk intent on running faster, getting richer, dancing harder, playing longer and getting higher than anybody else.

There was a lot about Kim and J.P. he didn't get.... he was confused by their lack of romance. As a father, he was at times grateful for that missing intensity, but as a man who liked to surprise his wife with flowers, it baffled him. Maybe he was old-fashioned, but to him a couple meant a strong bond, with positive and negative charges constantly arcing between them. He'd never seen Kim and J.P. kiss, let alone argue.

While she was away, he'd forgotten how powerfully she broadcast her feelings, filling the house like a kind of nerve gas.

My heart was fluttering madly as if I was in the presence of a new lover, of whom I was uncertain.

Perhaps she likes to sit there with his eyes upon her. For now, it seems that nothing else of his will touch her.

Sensuality oozed from her straining limbs.

I like you, Lahash. I find you attractive. Yet I looked at you beside him, and you are like a pinprick of light to his sun. That is the legacy of having loved him.

Avirzah'e's enthusiasms do tend to run away with him in their jaws, you must admit!

Tamara's heart clenched in her chest, a desperate muscle.

The only person who cared about him now was Leeth, and her intensity often irritated him.

Power was building up around him, living, writhing, hissing power.

My heart was beating so fast, I could actually hear it echoing in my ears, and my face felt on fire with excitement.