Quotes About Passion

But those women who wanted someone else's husband, they were the worst. They would do absolutely anything for love. They got all twisted up, like rubber bands, just from the heat of their desire, and they didn't give a damn for convention and good manners.

Math plus desire equals who you are.

She had even considered that poetry might be her calling. She had something inside her no one understood, that much was certain, and that sort of isolation often led to a poet's life.

Fall in love whenever you can.

We had been together as animals were, desperate and driven by a fierce need

love was never a regret.

You could grow to love something so strong and elemental, but you'd have to value the beauty of it more than you did your own life.

She was inexperienced enough to assume what they had was love because she wanted him, and want can be a hundred times stronger than need, and a thousand times stronger than common sense.

want can be a hundred times stronger than need, and a thousand times stronger than common sense.

When you fall in love like that, time doesn't matter. This was the secret he told Maria, the last words he ever said.

You could grow to love something so strong and elemental, but you'd have to value the beauty of it more than you did your own life.

That night when he came to claim her, he stood on the short lawn before her house, his knees bent, his fists driven into his thighs, and bellowed her name with such passion that even the friends who surrounded him, who had come to support him, to drag her from the house, to murder her family if they had to

Her attitude towards sex is very comforting to those of her friends who get into terrible states of passion and jealousy, and feel cut loose from their moorings. She seems to regard sex as a wholesome, slightly silly indulgence, like dancing and nice dinners--something that shouldn't interfere with people's being kind and cheerful to each other.

I am a woman of violent contradiction.

Escribir es duro, pero cuánto más escribes, y cuánto más disfrutas lo que escribes, mejor se vuelve.

Lovers. Not a soft word, as people thought, but cruel and tearing.

something make a man crawl over glass and fire to get to again after he get to it once

That I wanted more. That night I dreamed of kissing her again and wondered if she was thinking the same thing.

ll you have to do is desire it, and if you desire it enough and understand why, it will come.

It is one of the strongest bonds, I think, that can spring up between people: sharing a passion for certain books and their authors.

I suppose that, after the passion of love, water rights have caused more trouble than anything else to the human species.

I've found, in my own writing, that a little hatred, keenly directed, is a useful thing.

Every stitch i sew will be a kiss.

continuing to love with depth and tenderness honors revolution at its highest success.