Quotes About Passion

And she thought if you don't have the desire to fight or wait for something there's no reason for being on earth.

In case there is any question in your mind," he said, cupping her face with his hands. "What I want, what I most desire, the loveliest sight on this dark earth, is you.

Gabriel looked up at her from under thick eyelashes. "Will you please grope me under the table, Kate mine?

How many times would I damn myself for you? Ask me that." "How many?" she said faintly, her eyes searching his face. She stopped breathing to hear his answer. "Till the gates of hell close," he said flatly.

To have him walk toward her with that intent look on his face, as if nothing in the world could satisfy him but her. Damn

Nothing I do is princely since I met you

When you fall in love, your heart will pound so much you won't be able to throw a mouse let alone a cow pat. I don't think I could throw a mouse now. I dislike the idea of scrabbling little feet in my palm, unless they are yours, of course.

I think only someone I loved as much as you could make me behave like such an idiot.

It's as if someone knew my innermost desires, and shaped you only for me

But do you know what I have in mind, Kate?' She shook her head. 'Devilry, no doubt,' she muttered. 'I'm going to drive you mad,' he said conversationally. 'I'm going to kiss you and tease you and taste you... and leave. And then I'll come back and do the same thing again. And again.

Oh, I have felt lust. And I've indulged lust. But no other woman has turned me into another person.

Just kissing, forty-one days' worth of kisses, nights' worth of kisses, morning kisses, luncheon kisses, twilight kisses.

She was all that he wanted, all that he had ever wanted, even though he had lost track of that truth for a while. "James

I've never been tempted to sleep with the same woman every night myself. Let alone reproduce myself in a leaky, noisy miniature human.

It was awful, this love.

Don't make me Romeo

Come, tears, confound,' he cried. 'Out, sword, and wound the left breast of Pyramus. Ay, that left breast where his heart doth hop.

I don't just want to kiss you, Stella. I want to ravish you.

He kissed her into silence, and then said, his voice husky with passionate longing, "Take me back, Eloise. Please, take me back.

But thinking about Shakespeare didn't really help. Everyone was so melodramatic in the old days.

After finding him in bed with Rosalyn," Linnet's father said. He didn't even sound mournful, just matter-of-fact. "New bed; we'd had it only a week or two." "My sister had many passions," Zenobia said fondly. "I thought you just said she was white as snow!" the viscount snapped back. "None of them touched her soul! She died in a state of grace.

I don't make impulsive decisions. You are my one impulse, and yet I know in my gut that it's the right one.

nights?" Something unraveled in her heart, destroying the last of her defenses, the final shard of sanity she possessed. "Yes! It is, it is.

Yes." Ridiculous twaddle flooded his mind. Your eyes looked like forget-me-nots. I want to kiss you. I want to tear off your clothing. I want to marry you. You are my duchess.