Quotes About Passion

I love Boston. I love Fenway Park. I love Red Sox history. But in no way am I a Red Sox fan.

It's definitely a dream come true playing for the Red Sox.

I'm not going to try to deny that I'm a Red Sox fan. I grew up a Red Sox fan, had a great decade here that I really enjoyed, and that will always be a part of me.

I'm a White Sox fan, and the Blackhawks.

I'm in all my films, I can't help it. I just jam myself in there if there's a space.

I have always loved aeroplanes and spacecraft and the design element.

I like intensity. If it's too mellow, I feel like, bleah. I like intensity, because it's way of reaching spaces inside of you, and it's my need of knowledge, of knowing about myself regardless.

Spaghetti is love.

The longer you stay in Madrid, the more you realise what this club means to people - not just in the city but also elsewhere in Spain and around the world. No matter where we played, we'd see our fans. No matter whether we played a Clasico or a small cup game, the Bernabeu would be full.

In Spain, if you don't follow football, you're dead. You don't have conversation.

It doesn't hurt to hear talk about the Spain national team.

There is no loss bigger than losing your manuscript, not even love.

I will die kissing your mad cold mouth, embracing the lost bouquet of your body, and searching for the light of your closed eyes

The deeper the grief, the more radiant the love.

I can't shake you.

...you must never partly love or stop half way - because then, you become superficial and cannot be deeply hurt or loved...

It was a look that suggested emotions happening just past your line of sight: a grief so deep you'd never be able to see it, a love so fierce it could swallow itself completely.

You have to have something to love. Something to fight for to make living a goal instead of a job.

For love, we live For love, we dieFor love, we dream and get ready to be lied

Nothing in my life has ever felt so good yet it hurt so achingly bad.

Can't Live with you and I Cannot Live without you

Her voice is raw. She sings from the deepest cracks of her heart and her soul. When she closes her eyes, I know she has lost herself in the music. - Unrequited

Because we have loved profoundly, Because we have given much, Because we have hoped passionately, Because we have desired intensely, We allow ourselves to be infinitely hurt.

It is necessary to fall in love – the better to provide an alibi for all the despair we are going to feel anyway.