Quotes About Passion

All love that which they destroy.

I was young, so that I desired high things only.

For after all, if the lives of most men are examined in detail, it will be found that they have been experts of immense stature in some unremunerated field, the strategy and theory of some sport or the practice of some craft, have had an exhaustive knowledge of old circus posters or eighteenth-century inn signs or the mathematics of comets; and nothing so distinguished Professor Peacock from the ruck of men as his air of amateurishness.

My hunger fed at least as ravenously upon her imperfections.

For no man lives long when his dreams are dead.

Thus in this heaven he took his delight And smothered her with kisses upon kisses Till gradually he came to know where bliss is.

Who shall give a lover any law?' Love is a greater law, by my troth, than any law written by mortal man.

I'll die for stifled love, by all that's true.

Lust is addicted to novelty.

you are the cause by which I die

Having to read a footnote resembles having to go downstairs to answer the door while in the midst of making love.

The fiery heat of love by now had cooled, For from the time he kissed her hinder parts He didn't give a tinker's curse for tarts; His malady was cured by this endeavor And he defied all paramours whatever.

Quién ha vivido un solo día en completa felicidad, sin verse sacudido por la conciencia, la ira, el deseo, la envidia, el orgullo, la pasión, el daño o por alguna especie de temor?

Amor vincit omnia: Love conquers all.

El amor es una cosa tan libre como el espíritu.

The fiery heat of love by now had cooled, for from the time he kissed her hinder parts, he didn't give a tinker's curse for tarts, his malady was cured by his endeavor, and he defied all paramours whatever.

For as I may be saved by God above, I never used discretion when in love But ever followed on my appetite, Whether the lad was short, long, black or white. Little I cared, if he was fond of me, How poor he was, or what his rank might be.

Who may be a real fool unless he is in love?

Yet I am ruled by my emotions, though I murder them at birth.

Anyone who wishes to imply superiority in their particular line of work is apt to style themselves an artist. The imperatives of fitness display allow us to understand the passion with which people debate whether something is or is not an art. A claim that one's work is art is a claim for sexual and social status.

Churchill was obsessively devoted to his father, and ever after passionately concerned to justify himself to the shade of the man whose death had ended 'all my dreams of comradeship with him, of entering Parliament at his side, and in his support. There remained for me only to pursue his aims and vindicate his memory.' There is the crucial word: vindicate.

Ich kenne keinen Absatz, keine Veränderung. Ich bin immer nur ein; ein ununterbrochenes Sehnen und Fassen, eine Glut, ein Strom.

Lebendiges! Was nützt der tote Kram!

We assert then that nothing has been accomplished without interest on the part of the actors; and — if interest be called passion, inasmuch as the whole individuality, to the neglect of all other actual or possible interests and claims, is devoted to an object with every fibre of volition, concentrating all its desires and powers upon it — we may affirm absolutely that nothing great in the World has been accomplished without passion.