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Quotes About Intensity

Now he'll outstare the lightning. To be furiousIs to be frighted out of fear.
~ William Shakespeare
Well said: that was laid on with a trowel.
~ William Shakespeare
Then, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill!
~ William Shakespeare
When the blood burns, how prodigal the soulLends the tongue vows.
~ William Shakespeare
The stroke of death is as a lover's pinch, which hurts and is desired.
~ William Shakespeare
Grow like savages—as soldiers will,That nothing do but meditate on blood.
~ William Shakespeare
Out-paramoured the Turk.
~ William Shakespeare
This is the very ecstasy of love.
~ William Shakespeare
O! what a war of looks was then between them.
~ William Shakespeare
I must speak in passion, and I will do it in King Cambyses' vein.
~ William Shakespeare
Lady you berefit me of all words, Only my blood speaks to you in my veins, And there is such confusion in my powers.
~ William Shakespeare
For I have always lived violently, drunk hugely, eaten too much or not at all, slept around the clock or missed two nights of sleeping, worked too hard and too long in glory, or slobbed for a time in utter laziness. I've lifted, pulled, chopped, climbed, made love with joy and taken my hangovers as a consequence, not as a punishment. I did not want to surrender fierceness for a small gain in yardage. My wife married a man; I saw no reason why she should inherit a baby.
~ William Souder
Did you ever see anybody so disgusting: said lightning to thunder, "never," growled thunder, "let's give him the works.
~ William Steig
A disruption of the circadian cycle—the metabolic and glandular rhythms that are central to our workaday life—seems to be involved in many, if not most, cases of depression; this is why brutal insomnia so often occurs and is most likely why each day's pattern of distress exhibits fairly predictable alternating periods of intensity and relief.
~ William Styron
The need to break her, to make her move to the touch of his harness, pumped through him like hot blood and bile. No
~ Win Blevins
Sucede así, afirma, porque la «eficacia mental» absoluta surge de la combinación de diversas facultades, la más importante de las cuales no es la atención, sino «la intensidad del deseo y la pasión».
~ Winifred Gallagher
See, I will always have this penchant for what I call kamikaze women. I call them kamikazes because they, you know they crash their plane, they're self-destructive. But they crash into you, and you die along with them.
~ Woody Allen
Todd paused and stared into Terrence's eyes. there was no understanding there, just a white-hot rage and fear. he was looking at Todd the way you would look at a kid on ritalin who'd just taken a loaded shotgun down from the mantel.
~ Wrath James White
Ma voglio morire come un fottuto fuoco d'artificio, compare. Non ho scelto questa vita per poi spegnermi come un lumino, non ho fatto anni di galera per morire da coglione.
~ Wu Ming
Every culture I've ever been subjected to appears to be frightened," he explains. "I've been working as a psychotherapist for 20 years, and if I could boil down every problem that ever walked through any office that I've occupied—and this includes when I've been alone in the office—every human being suffers from two things in varying degrees of intensity, two things that are taught to us. They're called self-doubt and fear.
~ Wyatt Webb
La intensidad de una pasión se mide por la soledad que la precede.
~ Xavier Velasco
I don't know much about kisses, but I can assure you that hers were no less fierce than a swarm of bullets tearing the air
~ Xavier Velasco
Me voy a los extremos todo el tiempo. A veces te maldigo tanto que hasta rezo para que te vaya mal. "Virgen Santísima, que le amputen un brazo a ese Hijo de la Chingada". Y otras estoy rezando para que me llames y me saques de aquí y nos vayamos a cualquier pinche nowhere a volvernos una feliz pareja de nobodies. Pero el resto del tiempo trato de no pensar en nada. más que en mí.
~ Xavier Velasco
No se mucho de besos, pero yo le aseguro que los suyos no eran menos feroces que un enjambre de balas despedazando el aire
~ Xavier Velasco