Intense Emotions Quotes

“What would yo do for a piece of forever? What would you do to love more,feel more, and live more?”
― Shey Stahl, Waiting for You

“what is love? what was love for me?
it was when I believed I was the happiest person on earth if I had only him and nothing else
it was when I looked at him and felt a pain in my chest over how I would find anything more beautiful
it was when I started writing cause what he made me feel was so intense it couldn't just remain in my thoughts
it was pain, a feeling that emptied out my chest and ate me alive knowing just because I love you, it didn't entitle me to have you.
My love for you was like an ocean slowly drowning me and I was clinging to the last piece of driftwood that was my hope.”
― adya agni

“His gaze on me was intense, I couldn't look away. I felt as if I was revealing my entire soul to him in this moment.”
― Christy Pastore, Unscripted

“He pulled his hand back, aware now that sweat beaded on his forehead and that Rale watched him, his eyes dark, intense. Errol licked his lips. Did he want a drink? He hadn't gone more than two days in a row without a drink since he was...since...Warrel...the quarry...stone.”
― Patrick W. Carr, A Cast of Stones

“Luna had never been good at coping with death. After all she had gone through, she knew she should’ve been trained.
But she wasn’t. She was regrettably human.”
― Kayla Krantz, Alive at Sunset

“As he held me close, I felt a sensation like I’d finally come home. It was like all of the layers around my heart were disintegrating away like paint chips falling into oblivion.
The only sound were the crickets chirping outside. And I didn’t know what possessed me to say it— maybe the intense emotion of everything all coagulated into one spot. A swollen button on top of every experience that had stitched us together.
“I love you,” I uttered into his ear, surprising myself. I’d meant to say I hated him, but my mouth wouldn’t form the words.
“I love you too,” he said.”
― Jeremy Jenkins, My Dad's Best Friend

“I'd never seen Lana lose control. I won't say it wasn't frightening; but then, uncontained emotion is always distressing to be around, isn't it? Particularly when it's from someone you love.”
― Alex Michaelides, The Fury

“Yes. I really love you, Becky, and when you love someone that much, the pain and the pleasure is that much more intense. But forgiveness is a given.”
― Linda Warren, Texas Bluff

“Finishing up my bath, I wrapped myself in a towel upon getting out of the shower. I went over to the mirror that was fogged from the steam in the atmosphere. With my hand, I swiped over it to get a full view of my face. I just stood there and stared at myself. I barely even recognized the woman I was looking at, anymore. I looked like a woman whose nose got opened up. I was feeling myself and didn’t know how to stop it. I was changing for the worst, and it wasn’t fair to my husband or the life-long vows we made to each other. What I was doing wasn’t an act of death, but if I didn’t stop, it would certainly due us apart.
*I guess this is what happens when the flesh wants what it wants.*

_Bijou La Valentna, I Don't Wanna Be A Murderer”
― Bijou La Valentina, I Don't Wanna Be A Murderer: A BWWM Standalone of Love & Betrayal

“Finishing up my bath, I wrapped myself in a towel upon getting out of the shower. I went over to the mirror that was fogged from the steam in the atmosphere. With my hand, I swiped over it to get a full view of my face. I just stood there and stared at myself. I barely even recognized the woman I was looking at, anymore. I looked like a woman whose nose got opened up. I was feeling myself and didn’t know how to stop it. I was changing for the worst, and it wasn’t fair to my husband or the life-long vows we made to each other. What I was doing wasn’t an act of death, but if I didn’t stop, it would certainly due us apart.'

*I guess this is what happens when the flesh wants what it wants.*”
― Bijou La Valentina, I Don't Wanna Be A Murderer: A BWWM Standalone of Love & Betrayal

“There were no doubts. My new friends obviously ‘collected’ men from different countries. I realized that therein lies their revenge on their errant husbands.”
― Mariia Manko, Through the Magic Sunglasses

“Garments are replaceable, you are not.”
― Beck Michaels, Divine Blood

“She wanted to sing about babies and breasts and milk and skin on skin, warm babies that were supple and yeasty like freshly baked loaves of bread, so delicious, smell them. Smell.”
― Rachel Yoder, Nightbitch

“We all suffer differently, and sometimes silently.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Stamerenophobia