Quotes About Passion

Bir tarih kitab?n?n üzerinde bunalmaktansa doÄŸru dürüst seviÅŸmeyi öÄŸrenmek mübaht?r.

Je voudrais pas crever Avant d'avoir usé Sa bouche avec ma bouche Son corps avec mes mains Le reste avec mes yeux J'en dis pas plus faut bien Rester révérencieux

Siz ne iÅŸ yapars?n?z? diye sordu Profesör -Birtak?m ÅŸeyler öÄŸrenirim, dedi Colin. Ve de Chloe'yi severim.

He had the three ingredients to happiness right in the palm of his hand and he knew it—something to do, someone to love, and something to look forward to.

Life is short. Love who you are. Love what you do. Make every day count.

As far as he was concerned, he had the three necessary ingredients to happiness: something to do, someone to love, and something to look forward to.

three rules for happiness. Something to do. Someone to love. And something to look forward to.

No man knows till he experiences it, what it is like to feel his own life-blood drawn away into the woman he loves.

I feel myself quite wild with excitement.

All men are mad in some way or the other;

Sweet it was in one sense, honey-sweet, and sent the same tingling through the nerves as her voice, but with a bitter underlying the sweet, a bitter offensiveness, as one smells in blood.

I told him exactly what had happened and he listened with seeming impassiveness, but his nostrils twitched and his eyes blazed as I told how the ruthless hands of the Count had held his wife in that terrible and horrid position, with her mouth to the open wound in his breast. It interested me, even at that moment, to see that whilst the face of white set passion worked convulsively over the bowed head, the hands tenderly and lovingly stroked the ruffled hair.

At that moment the remnant of my love passed into hate and loathing; had she then to be killed, I could have done it with savage delight.

My dearest Mina, Oceans of love and millions of kisses

Come to me, Arthur. Leave these others and come to me. My arms are hungry for you. Come, and we can rest together. Come, my husband, come!

He had a very young man's belief in the absolute rightness of his own cause and the absolute wrongness of everyone else's.

The old man was as passionately fond of science as we were. He knew how the World was made and was eager to pass that knowledge on to me.

What is it about meter and cadence and rhythm that makes their makers mad?

Boyfriends and literature: How can you make a life out of those two things? As it turns out, I did; more literature than boyfriends lately, but I guess you can't have everything.

Luchar por una idea sin tener una idea de uno mismo es una de las cosas más peligrosas que se pueden hacer.

Che errore pensare all'odio come qualcosa che infiamma. E' l'amore che arde, l'odio può soltanto raggelare.

El amor no conviene a los perezosos, para existir en plenitud exige gestos fuertes y precisos.

If you ask me to leave now, I will." Slowly his mouth curved into that heart-stopping smile. "And then you'll miss what comes next." She shut her eyes for a heartbeat, trying to regain some control over her thoughts and her spread, wanton body. "What comes next?" "You do." He lowered his head again.

If he needed an answer about how much he'd changed, that provided it. He didn't want Fatima Hynes or any other nameless female with vacant eyes and an ample bosom. He didn't want anyone else, ever. He wanted Evelyn Marie Ruddick—and he'd be damned if he was going to let Neckcloth Alvington have her without a fight. And if there was one thing he knew how to do better than anyone else in London, it was how to fight dirty