Quotes About Intensity

It's one of the things I always do. I move faster onscreen. Creates a sense of danger.

I get angry about stuff, I get very emotionally intense about stuff and that's how I get it out - with books, with the band, on my own onstage, but it's always kind of a wail.

When I come onstage, I'm exploding.

I feel like a little beast when I'm onstage, and I feel like my fans have that little beast inside of them, too: this hunger for life.

I can't just play in a rock band. The National is a great, exciting band to play in. We improvise a lot onstage, and it's very intense, but after a while, I crave other kinds of experiences.

People who are bipolar, they kind of latch onto things that are fanatical sometimes.

When I am doing something I give it 100 per cent. I work on it, do it and go onto the next thing.

College football, acting, opera singing - I approached them all in the same obsessive way.

People who have passion for horror stories, their appreciation/my appreciation is looking at it as opera.

I operate with an emotional fearlessness, and I really feel music; I really feel songs.

One of the nice things about being a private company is operating without the intensity of public glare. It's hard to grow a company under a microscope of constant second guessing.

I did not think I should be ever loved: do you indeed Love me so much as now you say you do? Ask of the sea-bird if it loves the sea, Ask of the roses if they love the rain, Ask of the little lark, that will not sing Till day break, if it loves to see the day: And yet, these are but empty images, Mere shadows of my love, which is a fire So great that all the waters of the main Can not avail to quench it.

And her sweet red lips on these lips of mine Burned like the ruby fire set In the swinging lamp of a crimson shrine, Or the bleeding wounds of the pomegranate, Or the heart of the lotus drenched and wet With the spilt-out blood of the rose-red wine.

shallow sorrows and shallow loves live on. the loves and sorrows that are great are destroyed by their own plenitude

La única diferencia que hay entre un capricho y una pasión eterna es que el capricho dura un poco más de tiempo.

The loves and sorrows that are great are destroyed by their own plentitude.

There was something tragic in a friendship so colored by romance.

There seemed to him to be something tragic in a friendship so coloured by romance.

each time that one loves is the only time one has ever loved. difference of object does not alter singleness of passion. it merely intensifies it.

The worst vice of a fanatic is his sincerity.

I had come face to face with some one whose mere personality was so fascinating that, if I allowed it to do so, it would absorb my whole nature, my whole soul, my very art itself.

I'll see if I can't make the bitter waters sweet by the intensity of love I bear you

He had mad hungers that grew more ravenous as he fed them.

Shallow sorrows and shallow loves live on... The loves and sorrows that are great are destroyed by their own plentitude.