Quotes About Passion

I have told my passion, my eyes have spoke it, my tongue pronounced it, and my pen declared it; I have sighed it, wrote it, and subscribed it, now my heart is full of you, my head raves of you and my hand writes to you but all in vain.

technology and happiness are intimately linked in American life, to the point that technology is at times a substitute for other types of happiness, such as love and the divine. Americans value those things, but they love cutting-edge technology with a different but real passion.

Rose pushed on his chest with her hand. "If you let go of me now, I'm going to chalk your mauling of me up to temporary insanity." He kissed her again, lightly brushing her lips. "Declan!" His grass green eyes laughed at her. "I wanted you to be sure that I wasn't temporarily insane.

When I first saw you, it was like being thrown from a shuttle before it touched the ground. I fell and when I landed, I felt it in every cell of my body. You disturbed me. You took away my inner peace…

A fully human Derek stood right in front of me. His eyes were aglow, and he looked at me as if I were the thing he wanted most in the entire world.

You are not a gentle flower who spends its whole life in a greenhouse. You are a wildfire, Lark. A wildfire.

How are you not afraid? Oh I was, I was mortally afraid of being caught by your entire family while having sex in the pool.

Some men got excited by white lace and a translucent negligee. My love muffin got excited by a woman dressed to murder. There was probably something deeply twisted about that. Lucky for me, negligees were never my thing. He

Time stopped and for a few blissful moments there was nothing except Connor, intoxicating and irresistible, the taste of him, the scent of him, the raw male power of his arms, and the tender seducing touch of his lips... And then I was out of the car and gone before the power of that kiss wore off.

I'm in love with someone else." "But why, Rogan? What is it about her? Is it because she's violent like you?" "I was asleep," he said. "And she woke me up.

When I went off the rails, I didn't do it halfway. No, I flipped a few times, caught a lot of air, and then exploded in a fiery crash.

You know what? No: if he ever fell in love, it wouldn't be great romantic devotion. It would be an exercise in frustration and lust, and at the end of it his significant other would strangle him.

I licked his lips. He tasted so good. A hoarse male noise escaped his mouth. Yes, growl for me.

Do we need to give you some privacy for the makeup sex?

There were times in life when nothing short of spitting fire would do.

Kissing me won't make me more agreeable," she whispered. "I'm not trying to make you more agreeable." His voice was rough and low. "I just can't help myself.

He looked her over very slowly. "If I chose to molest you, it wouldn't be an attempt. And you would be most enthusiastic about it.

I could've picked somebody rational. But no, I had to fall in love with this arrogant idiot.

Young, dumb, and full of cum.

I'm a federal senator!" Drewery roared. "I don't give a fuck.

I could've fallen for someone steady. Dependable. Well-grounded. But nooo, I had to lose my head over this idiot. Curran

I raised my gaze. He was looking at me, his amber eyes full of flames from the fire. "But would I get you, if I were an innkeeper?" "Yes." "That's all I want.

If I wanted someone like Meli, I would have married a long time ago. I want you. My beautiful, lethal, precise ice dragon. One of a kind. That's a terrible pet name, she said. Ice dragon? Silver Shark? Captain Lethal? Slaughter Maiden?

Touch me." She stared at his palm. Calloused. Probably from swinging that bloody sword. "I won't bite," he said. "Not until you're in my bed, anyway.