The act of longing for something will always be more intense than the requiting of it.

The poetry I grew up on is really an intense form of poetry; it’s so pure and powerful.

Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.

Night is purer than day; it is better for thinking, loving and dreaming. At night everything is more intense, more true. The echo of words that have been spoken during the day takes on a new and deeper meaning.

Non-action is unceasing activity. The sage is characterized by eternal and intense activity. His stillness is like the apparent stillness of a fast rotating gyroscope.

Antisthenes says that in a certain faraway land the cold is so intense that words freeze as soon as they are uttered, and after some time then thaw and become audible, so that words spoken in winter go unheard until the next summer.

When you have an intense contact of love with nature or another human being, like a spark, then you understand that there is no time and that everything is eternal.

Even if it is only for a matter of moments, because those moments bring with them a Love so intense that it justifies the rest of our days.

Intense love does not measure, it just gives.