Quotes About Intensity

His gaze lingered upon Abigail

Fucking, drinking, smoking, loving, living, freebasing, spending, laughing, crying, working, falling apart, kissing, writing, blacking out.

Isn't it crazy how anger sometimes feels like joy? Just a crash of blood through your heart.

The atmosphere in the room was so thick with dramatic clichés you could have cut it with a knife.

Ralph started to scream in pain. Not that 'stubbed your toe' sort of pain, but more a kind of 'detached kneecap' kind of pain, only with seven simultaneous childbirths, neuralgia, and a tooth abscess all mixed in as well, for good luck. The sort you hope you never get to experience.

lo bueno llevado al extremo se convierte en malo.

Es mentira, lo repito, que las novelas sirvan sólo para pasar el rato, para matar el tiempo; al contrario: sirven, de entrada, para hacer vivir el tiempo, para volverlo más intenso y menos trivial, pero sobre todo sirven para cambiar la forma de percepción del mundo del lector; es decir: sirven para cambiar el mundo. La novela necesita ser nueva para decir cosas nuevas; necesita cambiar para cambiarnos: para hacernos como nunca hemos sido.

it was as hot as Alaska in February.

In order to understand the intensity of ritual forms, one must rid oneself of the idea that all happiness derives from nature, and all pleasure from the satisfaction of a desire. On the contrary, games, the sphere of play, reveal a passion for rules, a giddiness born of rules, and a force that comes from ceremony, and not desire.

O êxtase é antinômico da paixão.

I constantly regretted having to cut out bits of intense poetry. But one mustn't, at any cost, be seduced by an attractive idea if it hasn't got its right place.

Si le feu brûlait ma maison, qu'emporterais-je? J'aimerais emporter le feu...

I am neither cheerful nor sad. But i can be completely the one or completely the other to excess.

Si votre maison brûlait, qu'emporteriez- vous ? – J'emporterais le feu.

Serenio had been right, his love was too much for most people to bear. His anger, let loose, could not be contained until it had run its course either. Growing up, he had once wreaked such havoc with righteous anger that he had caused someone serious injury. All his emotions were too powerful. Even his mother had felt forced to put a distance between them, and she had watched with silent sympathy when friends backed off because he clung too fiercely, loved too hard, demanded too much of them.

Ce n'est plus une ardeur dans mes veines cachée : C'est Vénus toute entière à sa proie attachée.

Ses yeux, qui vainement voulaient vous éviter, Déjà pleins de langueur ne pouvaient vous quitter. Le nom d'amant peut-être offense son courage. Mais il en a les yeux, s'il n'en a le langage.

Everything is too much, I felt as I rode wearily after her. Too much blue, too much purple, too much green. The flowers too red, the mountains too high, the hills too near.

I need to feel strongly, to love and admire, just as desperately as I need to breathe.

Intensity is the desire to receive. Open yourself to light and you will become light.

The tamer my love, the farther away it is from love. In fierceness, in heat, in longing, in risk, I find something of love's nature. In my desire for you, I burn at the right temperature to walk through love's fire. So when you ask me why I cannot love you more calmly, I answer that to love you calmly is not to love you at all.

What a strange world it is where you can have as much sex as you like but love is taboo. I'm talking about the real thing, the grand passion, which may not allow affection or convenience or happiness. The truth is that love smashes into your life like an ice floe, and even if your heart is built like the Titanic you go down. That's the size of it, the immensity of it. It's not proper, it's not clean, it's not containable.

August. We were arguing. You want love to be like this every day don't you? 92 degrees even in the shade.

What is it about intimacy that makes it so very disturbing?