Quotes About Passion

no one talks more passionately about his rights than he who in the depths of his soul doubts whether he has any

Of all that is written I love only what a man has written with his blood. Write with blood, and you will experience that blood is spirit.

But Anra was far cleverer than I at reading. He loved letters as passionately as I did the outside. For him, they were alive. I remember shim showing me some Egyptian hieroglyphs and telling me that they were all animals and insects. And then he showed me some Egyptian hieratics and demotics and told me those were the same animals in disguise. But Hebrew, he said, was best of all, for each letter was a magic charm.

When I love I love, when I hate I hate. I don't believe in the kind of love that can be sliced and passed around, the kind of love that undermines and destroys while it pretends to caress.

Six days a week at the cooking school were not enough for me. In my free time I sought out restaurants and snack shops I hadn't visited before, and begged them to let me study in their kitchens.

a passionate appreciation of food was respectable, even desirable, in the traditional scholar-gentleman.

for a woman, love is its own reason. I love you because I love you.

Man wants three things; life, knowledge, and love.

The lover of God never knows the words "too much." Those who accuse others of loving God or religion too much really do not love God at all, nor do they know the meaning of love.

These four effects of love are: unity, mutual indwelling, ecstasy, and zeal.

libido, or concupiscence, a tending toward certain things in defiance of rational restraint.

Celibacy is not the absence of a passion; it is rather the intensity of a passion.

love needs no reasons. Sex asks science to defend it; love never asks "Why?" It says, "I love you." Love is its own reason.

Tertullian said: "Penitence is a certain passion of the mind which comes from disgust at some previous feeling.

As Euripides said: "He is not a lover who does not love forever.

Our hearts will be where our joys are.

Do what you love.

Sometimes love was sacred, the most holy and powerful force in the universe. Sometimes it was a warm, fuzzy feeling. Occasionally it was a wildfire of passion that, like cognac, inflamed every cell of your body. And sometimes it was just a decision, plain and simple.

Gaston was not only a fierce lover, with endless wisdom and imagination, but he was also, perhaps, the first man in the history of the species who had made an emergency landing and had come close to killing himself and his sweetheart simply to make love in a field of violets.

The world is divided into those who screw and those who do not. He distrusted those who did not—when they strayed from the straight and narrow it was something so unusual for them that they bragged about love as if they had just invented it.

She had the revelation one Sunday that while the other instruments played for everyone the violen played for her alone .

Le escribió entonces una carta febril de veinte pliegos en la que soltó sin pudor las verdades amargas que llevaba podridas en el corazón desde su noche funesta. Le habló de las lacras eternas que él había dejado en su cuerpo, de la sal de su lengua, de la trilla de fuego de su verga africana.

Cuando terminó, Cayetano tomó la mano de Sierva María y la puso sobre su corazón. Ella sintió dentro el fragor de su tormenta. Siempre estoy así, dijo él.

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