Quotes About Passion

He'd been gentle with the Winter twins, remaining only a spectator on their love-making, even though his body had ached to plunder and possess.

We stripped the flower of its foilage and purred and rubbed our faces across its flesh.

How could their passion have become so warped, so blighted?

He burned with the proximity of her body. She smelled of soap and floral scent.

If life is a battle, then my inner scars are medals for valor, for swiftness, for courage, for passion. Evil is the dark-haired brother of Good; they walk hand in hand—always.

love's shadow is jealousy.

She seemed to become more aloof, almost secretive. At times, her eyes would shine with a private passion. She would gaze off into the distance and her lips would drop open, very slightly.

Blood! Blast! And Fire

How do we end up doing whatever it is we're doing? If people didn't already have an affinity for a task, would they pursue it? Do people start out saying to themselves, gee, I suck at this math stuff, I guess I'll become an astrophysicist.

A man's screech should exceed his rasp, or what's a violin for?

That's what I have told people who have asked for advice through the years: focus on what is beautiful and pursue that beauty.

Love of sports will always break your heart, but in doing so, it reminds us we have one.

I feel guilty because I think people should do something they really like to do in life. I should do something else, but there is nothing I can do really well. I'm established and make a steady living, so it becomes pretty easy. It's not very fulfilling . . . but I'm lazy, I admit it. It's an easier thing to do.

So, my credo consists of the pursuit and the act. One without the other is self-indulgence.

Nora Watson may have said it most succinctly. "I think most of us are looking for a calling, not a job. Most of us, like the assembly line worker, have jobs that are too small for our spirit. Jobs are not big enough for people.

I think most of us are looking for a calling, not a job. Most of us, like the assembly-line worker, have jobs that are too small for our spirit. Jobs are not big enough for people.

Engkau memintaku untuk melupakan cintaku, seakan-akan cinta itu disebabkan oleh oleh kemanjaanku. Kau tidak menyadari bahwa cinta sejati, cinta yang muncul dari jiwa yang paling dalam, meningkatkan kemampuan untuk mengabdi. Memintaku untuk melupakan cintaku, sama saja seperti kau memintaku untuk melupakan keimananku pada Tuhan dan kekuatanku untuk mengabdi

Passion kept one fully in the present, so that time became a series of mutually exclusive 'nows.'

He didn't answer. Instead he cupped her face in his hands and drew her towards him. Then he kissed her lightly on the lips. Oh god, she wanted his head between her legs and she wanted it now.

We want. When we stop wanting, we feel dead and want to want more. (p.232)

If you have lost touch with your dreams and desires, a good way to retrieve them is to remember what you dreamed of doing and being as a kid.

I've always loved books. I'm passionate about them. I think books are sexy. They are smooth and solid and contain delightful surprises. They smell good. They fit into a handbag and can be carried around and opened at will. They don't change. They are what they are and nothing else. One day I want to own a lot of books and have them nbear to me in my house, so that I can stroll to my bookshelves and choose what I fancy. I want a harem. I shall keep my favourites by my bed.

Early in this century a group of passionate artists in Russia claimed that the essence of art was to make the familiar seem strange. Perhaps this is also one of the roles of the exotic, to alter and sharpen our perceptions.

Lass, lass! You are more desirable than any woman I have e'er known." He drew back to look at her. "E'er, I say, do you hear me? Ne'er have I been more tempted!