Quotes About Intensity

Though it's odd, you're never more alive than when you're almost dead. You recognize what's most valuable.

He wanted to heat up the truth, to make it burn so hot that you would feel exactly what he felt.

Whatever it was went through me like a rifle rag. Come dawn, me date was so hot you could have lit a sparkplug off of it.

Fox grins. Go strides to the rear of the Ford. His manner never alters. The Vietnamese has purposeful intensity down pat.

I think that this music could liquefy my internal organs, make my ears bleed (this has actually occurred), send me into seizures. Perhaps it could kill me. To be killed by intensed beauty, what a Keatsian way to die.

You asked what I hoped to gain by meeting you on the bridge, Admiral?" Thrawn asked softly. Savit looked back at Thrawn. The blue face was still calm, but the glowing eyes seemed to have taken on a new intensity. "So tell me," he invited. "It's very simple," Thrawn said. "I wished for a better view of the coming battle.

I swear. Everyone here gets so worked up over the most minute details. ~Mayuri Kurotsuchi

If you make Hinamori shed even one drop of blood... I'll kill you.

Sono morto! Per Ercole, se non l'accoppo, quella, nella maniera più atroce

Damn, guys, for about three minutes there it was just a little hairy, y'know?

room stood Spector with a gun in his hand, pointed at the studio ceiling. Pang says, "John had his fingers in his ears, going, 'Phil, if you

Funny how we think of romance as always involving two, when the romance of solitude can be ever so much more delicious and intense. Alone, the world offers itself freely to us. To be unmasked, it has no choice.

Get yourself in that intense state of being next to madness. Keep yourself in, not necessarily a frenzied state, but in a state of great intensity. The kind of state you would be in before going to bed with your partner. That heightened state when you're in a carnal embrace: time stops and nothing else matters. You should always write with an erection. Even if you're a woman.

And it rained a screaming. And it rained a rawness. And it rained a plasma. And it rained a disorder.

It's no wonder people lack romance in their lives, love belongs to those who are willing to go to extremes for it.

But having acquired a taste for solitude, each of them spent days separate and alone, Leigh-Cheri in the attic, Bernard in the pantry. Funny how we think of romance as always involving two, when the romance of solitude can be ever so much more delicious and intense. Alone, the world offers itself freely to us. To be unmasked, it has no choice.

He was as nervous as a praying mantis at an atheists' picnic, but he bore down gently, intensifying his concentration, letting go of his attachment to gravity.

THE BEET IS THE MOST INTENSE of vegetables. The radish, admittedly, is more feverish, but the fire of the radish is a cold fire, the fire of discontent not of passion. Tomatoes are lusty enough, yet there runs through tomatoes an undercurrent of frivolity. Beets are deadly serious.

to behave as if the thermostats on their imaginations were set permanently on high.

It was laughter that might have been squeezed from the tubes of his own darkest heart, then amplified fifty times through the bellows of a loon's ass.

Success in life is to maintain this ecstasy, to burn always with this hard gemlike flame.

I burn with no causes

Anger is better. There is a sense of being in anger. A reality and presence. An awareness of worth. It is a lovely surging.

Her passions were narrow but deep.