Quotes About Passion

The lover submits to all the caprices of a woman; and as a man is never vile while he lies in the arms of his mistress, he will take the means to please her that a husband would recoil from.

Between two beings susceptible of love, the duration of passion is in proportion to the original resistance of the woman, or to the obstacles which the accidents of social life put in the way of your happiness.

If love is a child, passion is a man.

It is as absurd to deny that it is possible for a man always to love the same woman, as it would be to affirm that some famous musician needed several violins in order to execute a piece of music or compose a charming melody.

Happiness in marriage results in perfect union of soul between a married pair. Hence it follows that in order to be happy a man must feel himself bound by certain rules of honor and delicacy. After having enjoyed the benefit of the social law which consecrates the natural craving, he must obey also the secret laws of nature by which sentiments unfold themselves. If he stakes his happiness on being himself loved, he must himself love sincerely: nothing can resist a genuine passion.

Talent in love, as in every other art, consists in the power of forming a conception combined with the power of carrying it out.

If you have desired your object only for one day, your love perhaps will not last more than three nights.

A hobby is a happy medium between a passion and a monomania.

To call a desire into being, to nourish it, to develop it, to bring it to full growth, to excite it, to satisfy it, is a complete poem of itself.

Épouses nous sommes trahies. Amantes, nous sommes délaissées.

With Lizard, I felt overwhelmed by the desire to touch her skin, to kiss her, hold her, make love to her,no matter how it happened, I just had to have her, Lizard and no one else. Right then and there. Tears came to my eyes, I wanted her so much.

It was the truth. I felt a yearning love for every instant that passed.

Perhaps there are people in this world who love their fountain pens with every fiber of their being—and that's very sad. If you're not in love with him, you can understand him.

Diceva: quando ami qualcuno soffri, ti struggi, è un sentimento che non puoi in alcun modo soffocare...

My fury was lofty, pure, cool.

Interagire poco con le altre persone, lasciarmi coinvolgere il meno possibile, dedicarmi a ciò che mi piaceva e, magari, anche rendermi utile un minimo.

Non siamo nati solo per mangiare, né per guadagnare denaro, né per starcene senza far nulla, né per lasciare eredi, né tantomeno per invecchiare. Non siamo invece venuti al mondo perché dentro di noi brucia la fiamma di una passione? Non siamo qui, adesso, per amare i nostri cari e creare tanti bei ricordi, e portarli con noi fino a quando moriremo, senza rimpianti?

Every time I look into his eyes I just want to take the ice cream or whatever I've got in my hand and rub it into his face. That's how much I like him.

Her eyes were those of someone who's just fallen in love, someone who sees nothing but her lover, someone who has no fear of anything. The eyes of someone who believes that every dream will come true, that reality will move if you just give it a push.

There's nothing more dangerous than someone who wants to make the world a better place.

There's nothing more dangerous than someone who wants to make the world a better place.

All artists are willing to suffer for their work. But why are so few prepared to learn to draw?

When they speak of it, this love of theirs, they speak as of a kind of grand mal brought on catastrophically by a bacillus unknown to science but everywhere present in the air about us, like the tuberculosis spore, and to which all but the coldest constitutions are susceptible.

That's what I'm opposed to. A dumb war. A rash war. A war based not on reason but on passion, not on principle but on politics.