Quotes About Passion

"I play with friends, but we don't play friendly games.

I couldn't wait for the sun to come up the next morning so that I could get out on the course again.

The mind may never achieve or express anything great unless emotion plays a part.

These letters may have been the closest Hester Leggett ever came to romance: chattering pastiches of a young woman madly in love, and with little time for grammar.

Love often begins with an outpouring of naked truth, a passionate baring of the soul.

How fickle is my young male heart as it avidly jumps from love to love

God, I love you so much I won't ever try to have sex again.

If we could be pure dancers in spirit we would never be afraid to love, and we would love with strength and wisdom.

I'd say, 'Trane, man, why are you doing that, beating on your chest and howling in the microphone?'" Ali remembered in an interview. "He'd say, 'Man, I can't find nothing else to play on the horn.' He exhausted the saxophone. He couldn't find nothing else to play … he ran out of horn.

Hank would be free to pursue his passions

The Passions of men," Hobbes writes, "are commonly more potent than their Reason." Reason cannot bring happiness, nor can it be used as the goal of a philosophical life. There is no happiness. There is only striving and security and passion. Reason cannot save us from the war of all against all; only the Leviathan, the power of the state, can.21

Your love is like a tidal wave, spinning over my head Drownin' me in your promises, better left unsaid

Ain't nobody livin', in a perfect world Everybody's out there, cryin' to be heard Now I got a new fire, burnin' in my eyes Lightin' up the darkness, movin' like a meteorite

Hatred is increased by being reciprocated, and can on the other hand be destroyed by love. Hatred which is completely vanquished by love, passes into love; and love is thereupon greater, than id hatred had not preceded it.

She is all peace, all quiet, All passionate desires, the eloquent thunder Of new, glad suns, shouting aloud for joy

A moment's glance of fire, of fire, Spiring, leaping, flaming higher, Into the intense, the cloudless blue, Until two souls were one, and flame, And very flesh, and yet the same!

Love is not a delicate toying, A slim and shimmering mesh; It is two souls wrenched into one, Two bodies made one flesh.

The passion of the collector when confronted with a rare item, the enthusiasm of a hunter who sees a fine, handsome beast, can give us no idea of the tremendous love of clothes in some women.

No quiero yo alas ni alones, ni andar entre ángeles sosos que tocan el arpa. Déjenme a mí de arpas y acordeones y de fulgores celestes. Venga mi vida mortal, y salud y amor, y todo lo que deseo.

Thus, Michelangelo filled the chapel with hidden messages of his passionate loves and his righteous rages, along with mystic symbols of divine justice and divine mercy. For him, the Sistine was indeed the Sanctuary, the neck of the world, but more than that, it was "The Bridge"—the bridge meant to unite people with God, with their fellow humans, and, perhaps most difficult of all, with their own spiritual selves.

There is no fulfillment in things whatsoever. And I think one of the reasons that depression reigns supreme amongst the rich and famous is some of them thought that maybe those things would bring them happiness. But what, in fact, does is having a cause, having a passion. And that's really what gives life's true meaning.

Woe to the man who in the first moments of a love-affair does not believe that it will last forever! Woe to him who even in the arms of some mistress who has just yielded to him maintains an awareness of trouble to come and foresees that he may later tear himself away!

Every production of genius must be the production of enthusiasm.

Man is only truly great when he acts from the passions; never irresistible but when he appeals to the imagination.