Quotes About Passion

Hunter S. Thompson

I do it for the music.

Of course it does. Actual happiness always looks pretty squalid in comparison with the overcompensations for misery. And, of course, stability isn't nearly so spectacular as instability. And being contented has none of the glamour of a good fight against misfortune, none of the picturesqueness of a struggle with temptation, or a fatal overthrow by passion or doubt. Happiness is never grand.

Padecí un enamoramiento casto, y por lo tanto mucho más devastador que duró un par de años.

I brought my face up and put my head back, baring my neck to the wind like a lover, to the rain like an offering.

God forbid that I should ever suffer the shame of publishing a book for money, or of having one of my family so demean themselves. How can one tell who might read it? No worthy book has ever been written for gain, I think;

Young men of my type are prone to be impatient of details, and give their loyalties without regard to evidence.

men had turned their minds to the passion of faction, and learned to despise the old wisdom because they could not read it afresh.

Because every desire has its proper object. It means people spend their lives wanting things they shouldn't. The world confuses into taking their love and aiming it where it doesn't belong.

In their talk there was nothing but companionship with a distant undertone of passion. In the background there was the unspoken zest of the promise which, in due course and in their own time, would be met.

The conventional parabola--sentiment, the touch of the hand, the kiss, the passionate kiss, the feel of the body, the climax in the bed, then more bed, then less bed, then the boredom, the tears and the final bitterness--was to him shameful and hypocritical.

Bond had taken her to the station and had kissed her once hard on the lips and had gone away. It hadn't been love, but a quotation had come into Bond's mind as his cab moved out of Pennsylvania station: 'Some love is fire, some love is rust. But the finest, cleanest love is lust.

I like doing everything fully, getting the most out of everything one does. I think that's the way to live.

Some love is fire, some love is rust. But the finest, cleanest love is lust.

Vesper smiled at him. 'I like it,' she said. 'I like doing everything fully, getting the most out of everything one does. I think that's the way to live. But it sounds rather schoolgirlish when one says it,' she added apologetically.

Mania, my dear Mister Bond, is as priceless as genius. Dissipation

Only two weeks later we were lovers. It was somehow inevitable.

That was the end of the integrity of their love. The succeeding days were a shambles of falseness and hypocrisy, mingled with her tears and moments of animal passion to which she abandoned herself with a greed made indecent by the hollowness of their days.

The constitutionally protected free speech that entitles every American to express their opinion has devolved into the notion that all opinions carry equal weight, simply because they are deeply held, and passionately expressed. And not just by some morbidly obese high school dropout proudly holding a misspelled sign, but by our elected officials.

At that moment, the urge to be writing was stronger than any notion she had of what she might write.

Love doesn't grow at a steady rate, but advances in surges, bolts, wild leaps, and this was one of those.

Dearest Cecilia, the story can resume. The one I had been planning on that evening walk. I can become again the man who once crossed the surrey park at dusk, in my best suit, swaggering on the promise of life. The man who, with the clarity of passion, made love to you in the library. The story can resume. I will return. Find you, love you, marry you and live without shame.

In that shrinking moment he discovered that he had never hated anyone until now. It was a feeling as pure as love, but dispassionate and icily rational.

He was discovering that being in love was not a steady state, but a matter of fresh surges or waves, and he was experiencing one now.