Quotes About Passion

You can't choose who you love, Kelly, but you can waste it. Why on earth would anyone want to waste it?

Damn, this op has been like a fucking Love Boat episode.

No doubt about it, Lawrence Decker was the reason God had invented nakedness.

All that is worth cherishing begins in the heart, not the head.

Remember, we're madly in love, so it's all right to kiss me anytime you feel like it.

I always channel my emotions into my work. That way, I don't hurt anyone but myself.

Rue, who when you ask her what she loves most in the world, replies, of all things, "Music.

A spark could be enough to set them ablaze.

Star-crossed lovers desperate to get home together. Two hearts beating as one. Romance.

Instead of satisfying me, the kisses have the opposite effect, of make my need greater. I thought I was something of an expert on hunger, but this is an entirely new kind.

They more than do their work, they take pride in it. Like Cinna.

Katniss?" Peeta says. I meet his eyes, knowing my face must be some shade of green. He mouths the words. "How about that kiss?

Impulsively, I lean forward and kiss him, stopping his word. This is probably overdue anyway since he's right, we are supposed to be madly in love.

My lips are just forming his name when his fingers lock around my throat.

For me, it's better to wake up with a paintbrush than a knife in my hand. -Peeta

The girl on fire.

The star-crossed lovers

No, you won her over. Gave up everything for her. Maybe that's the only way to convince her you love her.

The sensation inside me grows warmer and spreads out from my chest down through my body out along my arms and legs to the tips of my being. Instead of satisfying me the kisses have the opposite effect of making my need greater.

I lean over and put my good ear to his lips, which tickle me as he whispers. "Remember, we're madly in love, so it's all right to kiss me any time you like it.

I shift on to my side and find myself looking directly into Gale's eyes. For an instant the world recedes and there is just his flushed face, his pulse visible at his temple, his lips slightly parted as he tries to catch his breath.

Your only defense can be you were so madly in love you weren't responsible for your actions.

Then she gave him a kiss. Not a peck. A real kiss on the lips, with hints of peaches and powder. The feel of her mouth, soft and warm against his own, sent sensations surging through his body. Rather than pulling back, he held her even tighter as the taste and touch of her made his head spin. So this was what people were talking about! This was what made them so crazy! When they finally broke apart, he drew a deep breath, as if surfacing from the depths.

Wheres lover boy???