Quotes About Passion

If a man has not discovered something that he will die for, he isn't fit to live.

It seems to me that this is the method that must guide the actions of the Negro in the present crisis in race relations. Through nonviolent resistance the Negro will be able to rise to the noble height of opposing the unjust system while loving the perpetrators of the system. The Negro must work passionately and unrelentingly for full stature as a citizen, but he must not use inferior methods to gain it. He must never come to terms with falsehood, malice, hate, or destruction.

The difference between involvement and commitment is like ham and eggs – the chicken is involved; the pig is committed.

I felt like I could never get enough of you even if I melted into you like snow on wet grass.

Ideas are gifts from the gods. When we receive one we have to bow to them and offer thanks. Humbly. And believe in the idea. Passionately. If you don't have faith in your idea, then how can you expect others to?

What had Van Gogh said? I would rather die of passion than of boredom.

She closed her eyes as his full weight stretched over her. They fit together perfectly and as they clung together her woman's body felt that at last she had found the man's bones from which she'd been created, and she was overcome with desire to become one flesh.

Sully's brooding blue eyes sparked to life when they kissed, like his truck when he fired the engine.

But the pursuit of wealth would not inspire passion.

Love did not have to make sense. It did not have to be worthy. It did not have to be earned. It did not have to woo. It just simply was.

Tonight he would do anything in the world for her. Tomorrow he would begin to set her free.

Except that love - that mysterious, vast, all-encompassing power - could not possibly be contained in a single word.

Now she realized she had never been kissed before. Not really. Not like this. Ah, never like this.

It takes chracter to refuse a man you love more dearly than life merely because marrying him would be the wrong thing to do.

The only thing you can neither plan nor control, my dearest love, the duke had once told her, is love itself. When you find it, you must yield to it. But only if it is the one and only true passion of your life. Never if it is anything less than that, or life will consume you. But how am I to know? She had asked him. You will know.

The longing for something beyond yourself, beyond anything you have ever known or dreamed of?

I will love you all my life and even beyond that," he said. "You will always be my only love.

You will find that wanting, even loving, is not enough.

I want you, my dear. I do believe I have fallen in love with you. What a nasty ailment that may prove to be! I have not suffered from it before. Is it deadly, do you suppose? Is it a terminal illness?

She wanted it to last forever. She wanted him in her. She wanted release. She could not endure much longer without release. But not yet. Not yet. She wanted the wanting him to go on forever. She did not want thought or sanity or the cold and cruel world to come back. She wanted this to go on forever.

But love is an emotional thing, and whatever is emotional is opposed to that true cold reason which I place above all things. I should never marry myself, lest I bias my judgment.

Apa gunanya memiliki kemampuan, Dokter, kalau tak ada tempat untuk melampiaskannya?

The sight of the fair young girl, as frank and wholesome as the Sierra breezes, had stirred his volcanic, untamed heart to its very depths.

But I abhor the dull routine of existence. I crave for mental exaltation. That is why I have chosen my own particular profession,--or rather created it, for I am the only one in the world.