Quotes About Passion

With a glance over her shoulder to ensure no one saw them, she charged up the stairs. Mr. Aldercy fell into step behind her, and they hurried like schoolchildren afraid of being caught in a prank. However, at the top of the stairs, games stopped. He whisked her up the last step, twirled her around until her back was against the wall, and kissed her.

Odi et amo. quare id faciam, fortasse requiris? nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior.

I hate and I love Why do I, you ask ? I don't know, but it's happening and it hurts

I hate and I love. And if you ask me how, I do not know: I only feel it, and I am torn in two.

I hate and love. And why, perhaps you'll ask. I don't know: but I feel, and I'm tormented.

Odi et amo; quare fortasse requiris, nescio, sed fieri sentio et excrucior. (my translation: I hate and I love, you ask why I do this, I do not know, but I feel and I am tormented)

Vivamus, mea Lesbia, atque amemus, rumoresque senum severiorum omnes unius aestimemus assis! soles occidere et redire possunt; nobis cum semel occidit brevis lux, nox est perpetua una dormienda. da mi basia mille, deinde centum, dein mille altera, dein secunda centum, deinde usque altera mille, deinde centum; dein, cum milia multa fecerimus, conturbabimus illa, ne sciamus, aut ne quis malus invidere possit cum tantum sciat esse basiorum.

I hate and I love. Why do I do this, you may ask? I do not know, but I feel it, and I am tortured.

I hate and I love. And if you ask me how, I do not know: I only feel it, and I'm torn in two.

I hate & love. And if you should ask how I do both, I couldn't say; but I feel it , and it shivers me.

Love frees a soul and in the same breath can sometimes suffocate it.

Dreams should make you think, 'If I had the guts to do it and I didn't care what anybody thought, this I what I'd really do'.

you don't marry someone you can live with, you marry the person you cannot live without

Love was one of those feelings that you could never control.

Love can change us beyond recognition, we become love-sick, soft-eyed jelly-bellied fools.

Love is not a theme. It's an atmosphere, a mood.

Today I love you more than ever; tomorrow I will love you even more. I need you more than ever, I want you more than ever.

For him life was all full of opportunities, and I don't think that was necessarily a bad thing, but I think he wanted to grab them for all the wrong reasons. He wasn't passionate about art, he didn't care about lawyers helping people, he didn't even care about my singing voice. It was all for more money. And so I suppose it was fitting that it was the loss of all his money that killed him in the end. The pills and the whiskey were just the nails in the coffin.

love was one of those feeling that you could never control

He pauses, looking around at the youthful faces staring up at him, their minds empty vessels waiting to be filled. So much to learn, so little time to do it in, such little passion within them to understand it truly. It is his job to give them passion. To share with them his experiences of travel, his knowledge of all the great masterpieces of centuries ago.

Love can soften people, I believe that. But in me, now, love riles up an anger, a red-hot rage that crawls on my skin, seeps into my blood and brings out the worst in me. That's why everyone I love is better off loving me from afar.

She was tired of just existing; she wanted to live. But what was the point in living when there was no life in it.

She wanted to do such violent things to him, it scared her.

Estaba harta de limitarse a existir; quería vivir. Pero ¿qué sentido tenía vivir cuando no se sentía viva?[...] Finalmente prefirió no despertar de sus sueños; éstos eran lo único que le parecía real