Quotes About Intensity

Her anger is still pure and white and electric, but she doesn't feel the sadness of it at all. It's just a thing she heard about once.

He realizes now that he could not stop her, whatever she wanted to do now. The thought is terrifying. The thought is electrifying.

kurou, which could be translated to "suffering." But the English word seemed to skim the surface, whereas kurou went deeper. It referred to a guttural moaning, a piercing pain throughout your bones.

You intolerable lunatic," he snarled at me, and then he caught my face between his hands and kissed me.

I am the kind of man who takes what he wants. I am the kind of man who fights for what he has. I am the man who fucks his wife on his dead ex-fiancée's bed, because the past can't contain me and I mold the future to my liking.

Until then, mio dolce amor, a thousand kisses; but give me none in return, for they set my blood on fire.

The great events in our lives are physical. Childbirth. Sex. Combat. Death. Not poetry, or music, or the thoughts of great men will flash across the transom of our minds at the moment of dying. We will remember only the moments when we felt the fibers of our body sing. Bloodily. Messily. Ecstatically.

This time, as with every time, when the fighting starts it will be more terrible than the fight that came before. Always it is the worst, the most violent, the least restrained, a steady escalation. The singular rule.

If you want to stop me you're going to have to came at me like your going to kill me." -Hatsuharu

My talent was the uncompromising ability to feel spite.

I have a tendency to over-focus on the task in hand, with an exclusivity that is borderline autistic.

I believe in romance with bite, sex with enthusiasm, and a full range of emotions from cave to sky that would make 'Heathcliff' and 'Mr. Darcy' fall to their knees in full passion. I believe in romantic erotica that is exciting and invigorating for both men and women. My readers share my books with their lovers. They can't get my books back from their wives. Or husbands.

Biting's excellent. It's like kissing - only there is a winner.

Every lover is, in his heart, a madman, and, in his head, a minstrel.

Rome is particularly lethal this summer.

This time I am on a mission of no mercy.

Continued remarks about John and Lisa being like Clarence and Alabama in True Romance or Mickey and Mallory in Natural Born Killers had lifted the atmosphere somewhat.

It's better to burn out than to fade away.

It's better to burn out than it is to rust.

I'd rather burn out than rust.

Ou a mulher é fria ou morde. Sem dentada não há amor possível.

As a lover of the theater, Anna had been fascinated by what drove the human heart to self-destruct. That was over. Now all she cared about was that they be stopped.

To be human was to be melodramatic, to feel things acutely, love and hate and lust, to search for the Holy Grail, outrun the other kids in the fifty-yard dash and care mightily about it.

There are very few dance companies in the world and you have to be phenomenal. You have to not be injured. You have to have a really strong mind to deal with the dance world. People who can do it are amazing to me. You cannot have a life outside of dance.