Quotes About Passion

I love biomedical science, I love astronomy, and you can't really do much with those in a fantasy setting.

Ever since I saw you"—she pulled me closer and draped both of my legs over her shoulders. Her eyes blazed with hunger—"I have just wanted to eat you up.

I have. You. For Life. Bonded. Not Bonded. Fuck the details. I just want to be with you, Clare.

He pressed his forearms flat against the wall, caging me with his body. Electric heat sparked in the space between us. He pulled back. His irises swirled with silver flecks, twisting into a metallic pool. His Wolf stared down at me. "I don't want anyone touching you, except me.

I should have wanted you. I wanted so much to want you.

life's too short, after all, isn't it? not to do the things you want - the things that make you happy? hannah had been thinking that quite a lot t. oday

His mouth whispered over hers, destroying her defences and rebuilding all her dreams.

It had been worse when he realised he wanted all of her, the laughter he had destroyed, the unconscious pride and dignity he had trampled and the sweet, innocent passion he had shamed.

You never know what will spark a student's interest and feed the flame of learning. For me, all subjects are connected: writing, reading, science, art, music, math, social studies. By presenting myself as a writer with wide ranging passions - for astronomy, volcanology, art, music, history, and community service - I hope to inspire not only budding writers but also budding scientists, artists, activists...

I've been taught that love is beautiful and kind, but it isn't like that at all. It is beautiful, but it's a terrible beauty, a ruthless one, and you fall-you fall, and the thing is- The thing is you want to. You don't care what's coming you just want who your heart beats for.

That damn spark.

I think love is huge, overwhelming. I think it's terrible and beautiful.

I know I should say he suddenly seemed vulnerable and I felt a connection to his soul or whatever, but the truth is I just wanted to tackle him and then make out for the next three thousand years.

A pen is a furious weapon. But it needs a rage of will.

And for a moment Annie wondered at this, that her brother and sister, good, responsible, decent, fair-minded, had never known the passion that caused a person to risk everything they had, everything they held dear heedlessly put in danger—simply to be near the white dazzle of the sun that somehow for those moments seemed to leave the earth behind.

So—you're a writer. You're an artist.

They had grown up on shame; it was the nutrient of their soil. Yet, oddly, it was her father she felt she understood the best. And for a moment Annie wondered at this, that her brother and sister, good, responsible, decent, fair-minded, had never known the passion that caused a person to risk everything they had, everything they held dear heedlessly put in danger—simply to be near the white dazzle of the sun that somehow for those moments seemed to leave the earth behind.

the young, he thought, could withstand the rigors of love.

They had never kissed, nor even touched, only passed by each other closely as they went into his office, a tiny cubicle off the library - they avoided the teachers' room. But after he said that that day, she lived with a kind of terror, and a longing that felt at times unendurable. But people endure things.

Only the young, he thought, could withstand the rigors of love.

will always—oh, always!—I will always love that woman.

Passion can quickly slip to jealousy, or even hatred.

They stand as living proof of Marshal Ferdinand Foch's words "The most powerful weapon on earth is the human soul on fire.

For Hume, self-interest is all there is. The overriding guiding force in all our actions is not our reason, or our sense of obligation toward others, or any innate moral sense—all these are simply formed out of habit and experience—but the most basic human passion of all, the desire for self-gratification. It is the one thing human beings have in common. It is also the necessary starting point of any system of morality, and of any system of government