Quotes About Passion

jan was an excellent fuck...she had a tight pussy and she took it like it was a knife that was killing her.

in this room the hours of love still make shadows.

What's genius? I don't know but I do know that the difference between a madman and a professional is that a pro does as well as he can within what he has set out to do and a madman does exceptionally well at what he can't help doing.

I knew I was strong, and maybe like they said, crazy. But I had this feeling inside of me that something real was there.

If you're going to try, go all the way. This could mean losing girlfriends, wives, relatives, jobs and maybe your mind.

That's when I first learned that it wasn't enough to just do your job, you had to have an interest in it, even a passion for it.

If something burns your soul with purpose and desire, it's your duty to be reduced to ashes by it. Any other form of existence will be yet another dull book in the library of life.

sometimes I hate you, she said.

To create art means to be crazy alone forever.

There's no way I can stop writing, it's a form of insanity.

She had wild eyes, slightly insane. She also carried an overload of compassion that was real enough and which obviously cost her something.

Don't do it. Don't love me.

I was in love again. I was in trouble

one more creature dizzy with love

and love was lightning and remembrance

I could read the great books but the great books don't interest me.

Love is a fog that burns with the first daylight of reality.

she's mad, but she's magic.

i am with the roots of flowers entwined, entombed sending up my passionate blossoms as a flight of rockets and argument; wine churls my throat, above me feet walk upon my brain, monkies fall from the sky clutching photographs of the planets, but i seek only music and the leisure of my pain

but right now it's Bob Dylan Bob Dylan Bob Dylan all the way.

You gotta find what you like and let it kill you.

young or old, good or bad, I don't think anything dies as slow and as hard as a writer.

Baby, in a couple of minutes I'm going to rip off your god damned panties and show you some turkey neck you'll remember all the way to the graveside. I have a vast and curved penis, like a sickle, and many a gutted pussy has gasped come upon my callous and roach-smeared rug. First let me finish this drink.

To be young is the only religion.