Quotes About Intensity

Out of love you can speak with straight fury.

I can't concentrate on golf or bowling. Those bowling pins aren't going to hurt me. I can concentrate in the ring because someone is trying to kill me.

An intense feeling carries with it its own universe, magnificent or wretched as the case may be.

The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved . . . the ones who never yawn and say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars.

Fanaticism consists in redoubling your efforts when you have forgotten your aim.

Almost anything carried to its logical extreme becomes depressing, if not carcinogenic.

If you are possessed by an idea, you find it expressed everywhere, you even smell it.

The defense force inside of us wants us to be cautious, to stay away from anything as intense as a new kind of action. Its job is to protect us, and it categorically avoids anything resembling danger. But it's often wrong.

He used to raise a storm in a teapot.

I know thy works, that thou art neither cold nor hot: I would thou wert cold or hot.

The future belongs to those who live intensely in the present.

The present moment is creative, creating with an unheard-of intensity.

I have cultivated my hysteria with joy and terror.

Blind zeal can only do harm.

My zeal hath consumed me.

The veins stood out on her angry temples like wormcasts.

Life was meant to be lived full measure, flat out, pedal to the metal. Don't live the rest of your life like a Porsche that never leaves the garage because somebody's afraid to scratch it.

I used to wonder which would be harder: having no one to believe in you or someone who believes in you so much that their love could burn you to the ground. Someone who knows you can give more than you think you can. Not just love. Ferocity.

Life was meant to be lived full measure, flat out, pedal to the metal

Will you get off me! But I'm giving you CPR- I will die before kissing you, Hollywood. Z tried to sit up, his breathing heavy. Don't even think about it.

Beth," he whispered. "Come back to me." He brought more of his blood to her. "Damn it, don't you die!" Candles flared in the room. "I love you, damn you! Goddamn you, don't you let go!

It is so much like a movie, Irina can't stand it.

At least things fucking happen in those books, she thought: it's not just people lying in bed and thinking about their fucking feelings .

Fine, you do that, and you tell them that at the very first opportunity, I'm coming down there and killing all of them. Mass murder. And after they're all dead, I'm going to kick the bodies around, dance on top of them, and sing a happy song. No jury will convict me.