Quotes About Passion

interested, I mean, with that intense personal interest to which every one has some vague right at the end

Then she kissed him until the sky seemed to fade out and all her smiles and tears to vanish in an ecstasy of eternal seconds.

As he held her and tasted her, and she curved in further and further toward him, with her own lips, new to herself, drowned and engulfed in love, yet solaced and triumphant, he was thankful to have an existence at all, if only as a reflection in her wet eyes.

He drew her very tenderly close and their lips met like starved hearts.

And she wanted for a moment to hold and devour him, wanted his mouth, his ears, his coat collar, wanted to surround him and engulf him…

Benjamin started; an almost chemical change seemed to dissolve and recompose the very elements of his body. A rigour passed over him, blood rose into his cheeks, his forehead, and there was a steady thumping in his ears. It was first love.

the heterogeneous indistinguishable mass of college boys, interested only in love at first sight,...

If you hated me, if you were covered with sores like a leper, if you ran away with another woman or starved me or beat me—how absurd this sounds—I'd still want you, I'd still love you. I KNOW, my darling.

Flushed with his impassioned gibberish, he saw himself standing alone on the last barrier of civilization.

I've found my line- from now on this comes first. This is my immediate duty- without this I am nothing.

Tangled with love in the moonlight she welcomed the anarchy of her lover.

In fact to write (This Side of Paradise) took three months; to conceive it-- three minutes; to collect the data in it-- all my life.

You intoxicated me. It was just as though you were making me love you by some invisible force.

As he held her and tasted her, and as she curved in further and further toward him, with her own lips, new to herself, drowned and engulfed in love, yet solaced and triumphant, he was thankful to have an existence at all, if only as a reflection in her wet eyes.

They kiss—definitely and thoroughly.)

temperamentally unfitted for romance

don't understand why people think that every young man ought to go down-town and work ten hours a day for the best twenty years of his life at dull, unimaginative work

There must have been moments even that afternoon when Daisy tumbled short of his dreams—not through her own fault but because of the colossal vitality of his illusion. It had gone beyond her, beyond everything. He had thrown himself into it with a creative passion, adding to it all the time, decking it out with every bright feather that drifted his way. No amount of fire or freshness can challenge what a man will store up in his ghostly heart.

For this is wisdom—to love and live,     To take what fate or the gods may give,     To ask no question, to make no prayer,     To kiss the lips and caress the hair,     Speed passion's ebb as we greet its flow,     To have and to hold, and, in time—let go.

No hay fuego ni frío que pueda desafiar a lo que un hombre guarda entre los fantasmas de su corazón.

I broke a date for him. To-day I feel I'd break anything for him, including the ten commandments and my neck.

She had been kissed once and made love to six times.

Nothing had ever felt so young as her lips.

He desired her and, so far as her virginal emotions went, she contemplated a surrender with equanimity. Yet she knew she would forget him half an hour after she left him - like an actor kissed in a picture.