Quotes About Passion

It's not about if I can! I'm doing this because I want to... If I have to die fighting for it, then I die.

La passion et les rêves sont comme le temps : rien ne peut les arrêter. Il en sera ainsi tant qu'il y aura des hommes prêts à donner un sens au mot liberté.

I WANT TO LIVE!!

True courage knows fear. It knows how to fear that which should be feared. Honest people value life passionately, they hang on to it like a precious jewel. And they pick the right time and place to surrender it, to die with dignity.

Those who love seek a philosophy and, because of this, are fond of solitude.

ignoble or rebellious, what does it matter? I'm more interested

In truth, every time she was with Yee she felt cleansed, as if by a scalding hot bath; for now everything she did was for the cause.

Besos desesperados que hablaban de finales, más que de comienzos

Mon Amour, Toujours. All My Love

If passion was a substance I would say it is dark brown, and then blood red. It's like wet grass, tons of it soaked in mud. It's warm and it stinks like shit and it's unaccountably and endlessly good. It's thick and it goes on for miles and it isn't so much deep as bottomless and it holds you in its grip, you never drown. And then it goes. That's all you know.

I am always hungry and wanting to have sex. This is a fact.

Querida. You make me ache

This time he just inhaled, deep and luxurious. The inhale was to fill up on her scent, she knew. The exhale was her name, just that, warm and moist against her skin.

Am I supposed to want you this much? Nadia. You are supposed to have me anytime, anywhere, any way you wish.

HYPERBOLE IS THE BEST THING EVER!

He stared at the heart of his heart, the one woman in the world for him

elle rêve pendant qu'un incendie couve en son âme.

I had no technique for dealing with him: only an overpowering, unnerving, irrational, chemical desire to be with him.

Besides, I hated him but I loved him too. Yes. I know all about that sort of thing. Christ, I should, I'd heard nothing else my last two years in New York. 'They have this terrific love-hate thing going,' everybody said about everybody else. 'You watch, it's going to destroy them-.' But never about me . When I took to someone I took to them, and when I took against them ditto. Mostly I felt indifference.

We went to a movie and he kissed me for the first time. We kissed right through it... "Now let's kiss somewhere else," said Max.

But for you, work is play. Not to work would be work.

He called him (it was always a man) a flâneur. "The crowd is his habitat, as air is for the bird or water for the fish," he wrote. "His passion and his profession is to wed the crowd. . . . To be away from home, but to feel oneself everywhere at home.

Get happiness out of your work or you may never know what happiness is.

Enthusiasm is the great hill-climber.