Quotes About Intensity

The panting lover bending o'er his fair one Looks like a dying man caressing his own tomb

No se escandalice el lector de que esta seriedad arraigue en lo frívolo; recuerde que hay grandeza en todos los delirios, fuerza en todos los excesos.

Il me semble parfois que mon sang coule à flots

Love is all right for those who can handle the psychic overload. It's like trying to carry a full garbage can on your back over a rushing river of piss.

she' mad but she' magic. there' no lie in her fire.

If you are going to try, go all the way or don't even start. If you follow it you will be alive with the gods. It is the only good fight there is.

jan was an excellent fuck...she had a tight pussy and she took it like it was a knife that was killing her.

sometimes I hate you, she said.

She had wild eyes, slightly insane. She also carried an overload of compassion that was real enough and which obviously cost her something.

and love was lightning and remembrance

but right now it's Bob Dylan Bob Dylan Bob Dylan all the way.

Baby, in a couple of minutes I'm going to rip off your god damned panties and show you some turkey neck you'll remember all the way to the graveside. I have a vast and curved penis, like a sickle, and many a gutted pussy has gasped come upon my callous and roach-smeared rug. First let me finish this drink.

I like the way Mahler wandered about in his music and still retained his passion. He must have looked like an earthquake walking down the street.

Love is all right for those who can handle the psychic overload. It's like trying to carry a full garbage can on your back over a rushing river of piss.

She drove with the throttle to the floor and took the curves sliding and screeching and without expression. That was class. If she loved like she drove it was going to be a hell of a night.

the sea is made of blood

Then I gave up trying to please her and simply fucked her, ripping viciously. It was like murder. I didn't care; my cock had gone crazy.

God damn the geraniums! ...It was like trying to screw during an aerial attack.

I would rather die than cry. I can't stand hounds can't live without them. I hang my head against the white refrigerator and want to scream like the last weeping of life forever but I am bigger than the mountains.

I'm fucking the grave, I thought, I'm bringing the dead back to life, marvelous so marvelous like eating cold olives at 3 am with half the town on fire)

Nëse një ditë më dëgjoni të flasë për dashuri, e yje... ju lutem, më vrisni!

She's mad but she's magic. There's no lie in her fire.

I only want the sky to burn me more and more burn me out so that the sun begins at 6 in the morning and goes past midnight

She's mad but she's magic. There's no lie in her fire.