Quotes About Intensity

The rage that had expolded inside me diffused. I didn't know where it had come from. I had a short temper and often acted impulsively,but this had been intense and ugly even for me. Weird.

Something clenched in my chest, and for a moment, the whole world narrowed down to the green of his eyes.

Sex and battle were each dangerous in their own ways.

I was so awash in sensory overload that I was caught completely unaware when he did push me away

For a moment his eyes locked onto me with an intensity that left me breathless.

the kind of kiss that said, I want to consume every inch of you and hear you scream my name.

She continue kissing me with that ferocity, so much so that her lips lightly scraped my teeth. It was only a few drops, but as the sweet metallic taste of her blood touched my tongue, a blinding ecstasy flooded my body.

Anger could flip to passion in a heartbeat.

You forget: I have an addictive personality. I'm addicted to you.

She was so beautiful that it made my soul ache.

And then, suddenly, he was there, charging down the hallway like Death in a cowboy duster.

And he has so much, Sydney. So much feeling. He feels everything so strongly— love, grief, anger. His emotions are up and down, all over the place.

My love for Sydney burned just as strongly. Life was good.

She simply stared at me, her dark gaze practically piercing my soul. A tangle of emotions tightened in my chest.

To say my friends were living a soap opera was an understatement. They almost made my dangerous relationship with Adrian look boring.

Heat burned in his eyes, something a little darker and more intense than our typical bantering called for. "In fact, I'm downright unstoppable now. A god, babe. Come on back to the office, and I'll show you." I walked away, giving him a taunting look over my shoulder, still playing it light. "Not my religion, babe.

There was so much testosterone in the air, I felt like I needed a gas mask.

My heart swelled, so full of love I didn't know how any physical body could possibly contain such power. I felt like my chest would burst.

I was awash on a sea of desire, drowning in everything about her. Her passion answered mine as she murmured my name and clung to me so tightly that her nails dug into my skin, as though she feared she might lose me if she let go.

I could've drowned in that beauty, that and the love I could feel radiating off of her.

A thousand Dreams within me softly burn

It took a few moments for the full meaning of her words to penetrate, and in the silence that followed I became aware of Mike and how he was slowly drawing himself up in his chair, and the colour coming to his face, and the eyes opening wide, and the curl of the mouth, and the dangerous little patch of whiteness beginning to spread around the area of the nostrils.

It's like there's a scale from 1 to 10, and you always would have sworn that someone or something mattered to you with a 10. But then you almost (or you actually do) lose her or him or it or them, and suddenly your heart is filled with a 17 or a 39 or a 4,291 kind of mattering. New capacities, ones you didn't know were possible before, open up inside of you.

display of violence that borders on the transcendent.