Quotes About Intensity

And I've found that since you can't electrify yourself like a fence, the next best thing is to have murderer's eyes.

Head held high, she stepped toward the block and sank to her knees, and it was then that Akiva started to scream. His voice soared over the pandemonium - a scream to scour the souls of all gathered, a sound to drive ghosts from their nests.

When all else fails: explosions.

I have scuppies in my pocket and lust in my heart. Tonight's the night.

How easily comes the blood.

Míralo! Me temo que vas a echar a arder como siga mirándote de ese modo con esos ojazos naranjas.

She didn't take away his conflicting emotions, although she could have. She didn't make him not hate her. She left his hate there, right beside the love. She thought it was funny. And it wasn't… it wasn't dislike beside lust, or some trivial pale versions of hate and love. You see, it was hate.

thakrar (THAH·krahr) noun The precise point on the spectrum of awe at which wonder turns to dread, or dread to wonder.

To have been granted so tiny a taste of the nectar of her mouth, and so brief a brush with the velvet of her lips was unspeakable cruelty. He felt set on fire.

I bet all stalkers believe they're being romantic. I did it for love, officer.

She was all dark-eyed intensity. Something was lost in her. Karou saw it and mourned. War does that, nothing for it. Reality lays siege. Your framed portrait of life is smashed, and a new one thrust upon you. Its ugly, and you don't even want to look at it , let alone hang it on the wall, but you have no choice.

Soon, everything else would come rushing at him. Like the ground to a falling man, it would come rushing up and hit him all at once—the place, the company, her words; one implication would lead to another and shatter him—but around that intake of breath the world hung silent and bright, so bright, and Akiva knew only this one thing, and held on to it and wanted to live inside of it and stay there forever. Karou was alive.

Eran como acero y pedernal: se tocaban y se prendían fuego.

No one was sleeping. The world had been stirred by a hot poker, and sparks of crazy were flying.

It couldn't exactly be described as flying, what the two were doing. They were up even with the roofline, but they were barely moving - circling like cats, staring at each other with extraordinary intensity. The air fairly throbbed between them, and Kaz felt it like a punch in the gut. Then Karou attacked the guy, and he felt much better.

Su mirada era como una mecha encendida que consumía el aire que había entre ellos.

No one could do that like Akiva could, burn a path across space, make you feel seen, set apart.

Twelve to seventeen minutes is plenty on the treadmill--if it's done fast. That's all you need for cardiovascular benefit. You don't need to spend that extra time unless you are over weight and you need to burn off extra calories. Do it vigorously, like somebody is chasing you. You've got to do it hard. Otherwise, if you just take it easy and do it longer, you are spending all that time when you don't need it. Use that extra time with your weights instead.

Whatever you can handle, it's up to you. Pick something where you are going to do it to failure--in other words, where you can hardly do it. That's the key. So many people will just take five pound weights and do something 10 times. What are they getting out of it? Nothing! Say you are going to build up your bank account. If you put in a penny a day, it's going take a long while. It's the same with exercise--the more you put into it the more you take out.

Burn like a bonfire in whatever you do

For I hate, yet love thee, so, That, whichever thing I show, The plain truth will seem to be A constrained hyperbole, And the passion to proceed More from a mistress than a weed.

Ayo my crew be deliverin hot lead when gats I clench, rappers I jack and lynch, nobody could fuck with the way I be killing up shit in rap events.

What ever your 100% looks like, give it.

I keep thinking about blood, I dream about it. Wake up thinking about it. Pretty soon I'll be writing morbid emo poetry about it.