Taylor Swift Quotes

An intense feeling carries with it its own universe, magnificent or wretched as the case may be.

Nothing vivifies, and nothing kills, like the emotions.

True love, especially first love, can be so tumultuous and passionate that it feels like a violent journey.

We rarely just hate people or love people. Normally, the people we have moments of the most impassioned hate for, it's because we love them so much.

Lucy and I would love furiously and fight furiously.

But in love each moment is magnified, and every gesture, word and syllable is examined like a speech by the President.

There’s something insupportable about being pissed with the one person on this planet that sends your adrenaline flowing to remind you that you’re alive. It’s almost like we’re mad because we’ve been shocked out of our usual comatose state of being by feeling something for someone, for ourselves, for just a moment.

My heart beat Beats me senselessly Why's everything Gotta be so intense with me.

Love is a volcano, the crater of which no wise man will approach too nearly, lest ... he should be swallowed up.

Great feelings take with them their own universe, splendid or abject. They light up with their passion an exclusive world in which they recognize their climate.

Oh, what is young love! The urge of the race. A blaze that ends in babies or ashes.

The word is too weak. There is no word in the language strong enough to describe my feelings.

Love, the simplest, strongest, and most unforgiving of all emotions.

There's nothing in this world so sweet as love. And next to love the sweetest thing is hate.

Great feelings take with them their own universe, splendid or abject.

I like youth, and I like stories about feeling things intensely and about transitional moments in human life. I reflect on my life and that's just a moment when I felt things probably the most intensely.

Love is the burning point of life, and since all life is sorrowful, so is love. The stronger the love, the more the pain. Love itself is pain, you might say -the pain of being truly alive.

she thought it was the misfortune of poetry, to be seldom safely enjoyed by those who enjoyed it completely; and that the strong feelings which alone could estimate it truly, were the very feelings which ought to taste it but sparingly.

Words spoken in deep love or deep hate set things in motion in the human heart that can never be reversed.

People live for love. They kill for love. They die for love. They have songs, poems, novels, sculptures, paintings, myths, legends. It's one of the most powerful brain systems on Earth for both great joy and great sorrow.

All these feelings need to be felt. We need to stomp and storm; to sob and cry; to perspire and tremble.

Falling in love makes smoking pot all day look like the ultimate in restraint.

Love cannot exist in peace, it will always come accompanied by agonies, ecstasies, intense joys and profound sadnesses.

Not only are love and hate such closely related emotions, but it's a lot easier to hate someone you've cared about than someone you never have.

Love heats my blood, blood spins my head, and my head falls in love.