Carolyn Kizer Quotes

The dimensions of my feelings are too violent.

I think you know what you're up against when you take on a piece that you know is going to involve dragging up a lot emotions - you can end up being deeply immersed in gloom.

If she know how strongly he felt, she'd have run out the door. He wasn't used to the possessive, or the savage joy she brought to his heart. It ate at his control, so he turned his attention to the music. He understood music.

The greatest mania of all is passion: and I am a natural slave to passion: the balance between my brain and my soul and my body is as wild and delicate as the skin of a Ming vase.

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

Love and hate. Same passion. Same impulse

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

I have so many moments. I am extremely passionate about life and at the same time, I'm always depressed, so everything's always happening at the same time for me. It's the best day and the worst day too.

There's not much difference between love and hate.

I think all teenagers feel a lot of things at once; everything's going crazy in our brain.

Oh love and hate are two sides of the same blade

Passion alone could destroy passion. All the thinking in the world could not make so much as a dent in its surface.

She could not bear to look at him just now. If she did, she might well slap him again. Or cry. Or kiss him. And never know which was right and which was wrong and which was madness.

Believe it or not--it takes a lot of love to hate you like this.

I wanted to hit him. I wanted to hold him. I wanted to shout myself into his ear.

I fear that to fall in love with you is to fall from a great and gruesome height.

Joscelin, is love supposed to make you feel like you’re sick and dying, and mad enough to hit someone and drunk with joy, and your heart’s a boulder n your chest trying to burst into a thousand pieces all at once?” “Mm-hmm.” He finished his ale. “That would be love.

I have a violence in me that is hot as death-blood.

It is as if my heart and my brain did not belong to the same person. Feelings come quicker than lightning and fill my soul, but they bring me no illumination; they burn me and dazzle me.

My heart raced. He needs you, I thought. Don't let him down. I couldn't remember ever being so happy... or so scared.

A frightening menagerie, my emotions are Too many and varied to number Like creatures they crawl and they fly above Tearing my body asunder.

Sometimes, I feel like I can do anything, and, sometimes, I'm so alive, sometimes, I feel like I could zoom across the sky and, sometimes, I wanna cry.

Beneath the greatest love lies a hurricane of hate.

My feelings of disgust had been so loud within me, they’d nearly drowned out everything else.

And then she frowned, and shook her head, then put her arms around him once more, pressing her face into his shoulder, making a noise that sounded almost like rage. 'What's up?' he asked. 'Nothing. Oh, nothing. Just...' She looked up at him. 'I thought I'd finally got rid of you.' 'I don't think you can.' he said