Quotes About Intensity

I learned a long time ago in the outpatient clinic to make no distinction –as some condescending doctors still do –between 'real' or 'psychological' pain. All pain is produced in the brain, and the only way pain can vary, other than in its intensity, is how it is best treated, or more particularly in my clinic, whether surgery might help or not.

Actors die so loud.

Every year, August lashes out in volcanic fury, rising with the din of morning traffic, its great metallic wings smashing against the ground, heating the air with ever-increasing intensity.

Don't do anything by half. If you love someone, love them with all your soul. When you go to work, work your ass off. When you hate someone, hate them until it hurts.

I could fall in love with a cruel desert that kills without passion, a canyon full of scorpions, one thousand blinding arctic storms, a century sealed in a cave, a river of molten salt flowing down my throat. But never with you.

My love is a thousand French poets puking black blood on your Cure CD collection.

I want you bad like a natural disaster. You are all I see. You are the only one I want to know.

He looked at her Something Turned cancerous He was in love.

I think to myself: I don't want to survive this one I want to burn up in the wreckage

She touches me The jungle lights up with incinerating fire Looks like a flaming serpent I look into her eyes I see a movie flickering Car crashes People kicking corpses Men ripping their tracheas out and shaking them at the sky I think to myself: I don't want to survive this one I want to burn up in the wreckage Cooking flesh in the jungle

My love runs deeper than the wounds I inflict upon myself, deeper than the sweat that pours from my body. My love runs deeper than the tears that roll down my face. My hate runs deeper than the wounds I inflict upon myself, deeper than the sweat that pours from my body. My hate runs deeper than the tears that roll down my face.

Her mouth is a soft explosion of roses A burst of raw animal definition For a few moments I was mortal

I will never be able to pound words into lines To match the velocity of your presence

There is no faculty of the human soul so persistent and universal as that of hatred.

marveling at this boldness and ease in her presence, and not for one second losing sight of her, though he did not look at her. He felt as though the sun were coming near him.

But the more intensely he thought, the clearer it became to him that it was indubitably so, that in reality, looking upon life, he had forgotten one little fact—that death will come, and all ends; that nothing was even worth beginning, and that there was no helping it anyway. Yes, it was awful, but it was so.

Besides, to fall out of love and in love at the same time is to love twice as deeply as one did before.

the irrepressible, quivering brilliance of her eyes and her smile set him on fire

but she has such wonderful depth of feeling.

As often happens with passionate people, he was mastered by anger but was still seeking an object on which to vent it.

No te equivocas, estaba desesperada y no puedo dejar de estarlo. Mientras te escucho pienso en él. Lo amo, soy su amante. No te puedo soportar, te tengo miedo y te odio… Puedes hacer conmigo lo que quieras.

Like a wounded animal at bay watching the dogs and the hunt close in, Natasha looked from one to the other.

Dieu, quelle virulente sortie!

True preaching is the sweating of blood. —DR. JOSEPH PARKER