Quotes About Passion

There had been a slaughter of all my other interests, and upon the strange white open scene of the future only one thing remained.

Of course she had read this work many times before, but there were certain parts to which she passionately returned: so cool, so elegant, so beautiful, so terrible. As she read tears began to stream down her face.

Moreover, and of course, she loved him; but in Sefton's stern code her love had always been chained up, and howled fruitlessly, as indeed it did now.

he would not attend at all to anything which did not interest him)

Perhaps 'love' had always been for me an ignis fatuus.

One knows what being in love is like and it is a very terrible thing.

But my wants are huge, my desires are rapacious, I want love, I want the splendour and violence of love, and I want it now, I want someone of my own.

Eros and Thanatos: a false pair and a true pair.

But I have, I suppose, become through the power of love, awful, relentless.

He had lived throughout upon magic, upon romantic love in its fullest sense, and this magic, now that she was gone, seemed sometimes likely to kill him.

I have felt more passion with less comfort elsewhere: the mysterious deep half-blind preferences of human beings for each other, the quick probing tentacles that seek in the dark, why one inexplicably and yet certainly loves A and is indifferent to B.

The conversation in the Old Brompton Road was more like an experience of the inferno, but lovers are accustomed to fire.

But her heart was hurting her with its violence.

My first love, and also my only love. All the best, even Clement, have been shadows by comparison. The necessity of this seems, in my own case, so great that I find it hard to imagine that it is not so with everyone.

She's also in love with the 'Polish Rider'. Who's he? A picture by Rembrandt.

It had been his fate not to be interested in anything except everything.

Yet she knew that it was not really the sharp tragic knife of passion that disturbed her now, it was some vaguer nervous storm out of her unsatisfied woman's nature.

I am not a neurotic! You're trembling with nerves and sensibility— Of course I am, I'm an artist!

Analysing novels meant ripping oot their soul and it destroyed my enjoyment of them. Ah couldnae allow masel tae be trained tae thing that way. Only by refusing tae study literature was ah able tae maintain ma passion for it.

Most importantly, we shag at least twice a day. It's proper sex, relaxed and unhurried, no done on the sly.

She's lovely and she's with Skinner, and they're probably in love and there's no justice in this world

Ah'm sittin in the hotel bar waitin oan Fiona. Thinkin aboot her heart-melting smile and that sexy, concentrated frown when she evaluates books and the comments made by lecturers. Whenever she comes into a room, ma spirits soar. What ah feel is delight, pure and simple. Our life is all passionate kisses and soft wells of laughter. Ah love watchin her in class; even though we're shaggin, it's still great tae just look at her.

They start a tickling fight, laughing hysterically, and then they're necking again. Nicksy registers that his Scottish friend and the Bird With the Big Hair have adopted that arrogant 'look-at-us-we've-just-invented-sex' demeanor of people who're fucking after a long hiatus

Analisar um romance significava destruir sua alma, e isso tava arruinando o prazer que eles me davam. Eu não podia me submeter a um treinamento pra pensar daquela maneira. Eu precisava me recusar a estudar literatura pra conseguir preservar minha paixão por ela.