Quotes About Passion

You were a wonderful lover.... Such a wonderful person to go to bed with, and I think mostly because you were really indifferent to it.

Oh, estar enamorado ha hecho de mí un hombre nuevo! ¡La fuerza del amor es algo tremendo! El amor es algo que... transforma el mundo entero

Oh, you can't describe someone you're in love with! Here is a picture of him!

I think you have a great capacity for devotion

I want what I'm afraid of and I'm afraid of what I want so that I'm like a storm inside that can't break loose!

He always entered the house as though he were entering it with the intention of tearing it down from inside

I want to infect you with the tremendous excitement of living because I believe that you have the strength to bear it.

He caught her by the shoulders and gave her a hard little shake. Do you think you're so charming in that silly little nightdress that I can't resist tumbling you? Do you think I have no pride when it comes to you? B-b-but I— Well, you're right, he shouted. I don't! With that, his lips came down on hers

My heart, as you well know, Bright Eyes, has always been yours for the asking. Or the staking.

What are you doing? she whispered, torn between hope and alarm. Making the biggest mistake of my life, he said grimly, before dragging her into his arms and claiming her lips in a wild and desperate kiss that stole both her breath and heart away.

He was not a man to hide his emotions and if tested, his blue eyes would darken, gleaming like unfathomable gems.

For the first time, she understood why one deceptively simple act drove women to court ruin and men to risk everything. She understood why sonnets were written and duels were fought and lives were lost, all for the sake of the magic that was made when a man and woman came together, moving as one in the shadows of the night.

MarkBaynard: [...] When you wrote yr 1st book, did U ever dream it was going to be welcomed by the world w/open arms? Abby_Donovan: I didn't write it for the world. I wrote it for me. MarkBaynard: Then that's what you need to do again. Write yourself another book. Abby_Donovan: But I know in my heart I'll never write anything as good as that book. MarkBaynard: [...] It doesn't matter what you write as long as you stop beating yourself up about not writing and start writing.

If I had a theme song it would probably be "B-Boys Makin' with the Freak Freak" by the Beastie Boys.

The important thing is not to think much but to love much; and so do that which best stirs you to love.

Give the world half of what Nina Simone gave it, and you have lived an exceptional life.

It is not enough to love you. It is not enough to want you destroyed.

Darlene died doing what she loved, which was trying to stay alive.

I am incomplete without my work. I am so closely bound to it, so much identified by it, that without it I think I would crumble into dust and drift away.

If you get the urge, then write about it.

Love is a beautiful fear.

Kiss me, she told him impulsively. Right now. Like you mean it. Like you might not get another chance. He did so, on the mouth, a long kiss that caused Pinch, standing in the doorway, to gasp and mutter in dismay. She closed her eyes and leaned into the kiss. So sweet, so exciting.

The liberal state has no view on whether witchcraft is more valuable than all-in wrestling. Like a tactful publican, it has as few opinions as possible. Many liberals suspect passionate convictions are latently authoritarian. But liberalism should surely be a passionate conviction. Liberals are not necessarily lukewarm. Only the more macho leftist suspects that they have no balls. You can be ardently neutral, and fiercely indifferent.

Wizard's Third Rule Passion rules reason, for better or for worse.