Quotes About Passion

Art is vice. You don't wed it, you rape it.

Art is vice. You don't marry it legitimately, you rape it.

Art isn't something you marry. It's something you rape.

The earth keeps some vibration going There in your heart, and that is you. And if the people find you can fiddle, why fiddle you must, for all your life.

William and Emily There is something about Death Like love itself! If with some one with whom you have known passion, And the glow of youthful love, You also, after years of life, Together, feel the sinking of the fire, And thus fade away together, Gradually, faintly, delicately, As it were in each other's arms, Passing from the familiar room - That is a power of unison between souls Like love itself!

There is something about Death Like love itself! If with some one with whom you have known passion, And the glow of youthful love, You also, after years of life Together, feel the sinking of the fire, And thus fade away together, Gradually, faintly, delicately, As it were in each other's arms, Passing from the familiar room- That is a power of unison between souls Like love itself!

Yes, I was a fool, but I was in love, and though I was suffering the greatest misery I had ever known I would not have had it otherwise for all the riches of Barsoom. Such is love, and such are lovers wherever love is known.

A highbrow is a man who has found something more interesting than women.

I can't imagine anything more worthwhile than doing what I most love. And they pay me for it.

I really thought I could give it up... But I really love music, and having a creative outlet is really the best thing you can do for yourself.

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Love, however, cannot be forbidden. The more that flame is covered up, the hotter it burns. Also love can always find a way. It was impossible that these two whose hearts were on fire should be kept apart. (Pyramus and Thisbe)

Kiss me yet once again, the last, long kiss, Until I draw your soul within my lips And drink down all your love.

The inner fire is the most important thing mankind possesses.

Writing for enjoyment of expression- like music and painting,(and photography)- does not NEED an audience of more than one.

I looked at him. Then I turned my face away. Beyond my upset I was flooded by a deep happiness, similar to the one he made me feel when forcing me to surrender to his virility. No one else before him had given me this gratification, but I realised now that the longing to be violated, body and soul, must have always been inside me.

I don't know if I should care for a man who made life easy; I should want someone who made it interesting.

He] went on to say that during all those years he had done nothing at all, that all he had felt had been a need to live, to live actively, violently, noisily, a need to sing, to make music, to roam the woods, to drink a little too much and get involved in a brawl.

Then Montesquiou was mentioned, and somebody described his first love-affair, a Baudelairean love-affair with a female ventriloquist who, while Montesquiou was straining to achieve his climax, would imitate the drunken voice of a pimp, threatening the aristocratic client.

What is a vice? Merely a taste you do not share.

A kiss is a rosy dot over the 'i' of loving.

No passion so effectually robs the mind of its powers of acting and reasoning as fear.

Passion for fame: A passion which is the instinct of all great souls.

The person who grieves suffers his passion to grow upon him he indulges it, he loves it but this never happens in the case of actual pain, which no man ever willingly endured for any considerable time.