Quotes About Passion

Yet losing him seemed unbearable. He was the one she loved, the one she would always love, and as he leaned in to kiss her, she gave herself over to him. While he held her close, she ran her hands over his shoulders and back, feeling the strength in his arms. She knew he'd wanted more in their relationship than she'd been willing to offer, but here and now, she suddenly knew she had no other choice. There was only this moment, and it was theirs.

There is nothing like love. You should try it." Thibault shrugged. "Maybe one day.

Our love is like the wind... I cant see it, but I sure can feel it.

How can I describe how much I love you? Is it even possible to describe a love like that? I don't know, but as I sit here with pen in hand, I know that I have to try.

The saddest people I've met in my life are the ones who don't care deeply about anything at all .

I'm not saying it because I'm sweet. I'm saying it because I love you now and I always have. More than you can imagine.

But she also sensed it wasn't enough. She wanted something else, something different, something more. Passion and romance, perhaps, or maybe quiet conversation in candlelit rooms, or perhaps something as simple as not being second.

In the instant their lips first met, there was a flicker of something almost electrical that made him believe the feeling would last forever.

Comfort and familiarity were wonderful but they also dulled passion and excitement. Predictability and habit made surprises almost impossible.

It can be coins or sports or politics or horses or music or faith... the saddest people I've ever met in life are the ones who don't care deeply about anything at all. Passion and satisfaction go hand in hand, and without them, any happiness is only temporary, because there's nothing to make it last.

For nothing is more fulfilling than love itself

Sometimes it saddened her to think that she'd never experience that kind of feeling again, but then life had a way of stamping out that intensity of passion; she'd learned all too well that love wasn't always enough.

A joy as intense as pain

Even when we were standing in the church and I was getting ready to take my vows, I can remember wishing that you were standing there, instead of him. Because I not only still loved you, but loved you beyond measure.

life had a way of stamping out that intensity of passion;...love wasn't enough.

but unlike me, she has a hard time saying such things. She loved me with a passion, but I felt it in her expressions, in her touch, in the tender brush of her lips. And, when I needed it most, she loved me with the written word as well.

I was in love, and the feeling was even more wonderful than I ever imagined it to be.

It isn't. The greater the love, the greater the tragedy when it's over. These two elements always go together.

He drew a deep breath, struggling to keep his emotions in check, knowing he didn't love her simply in the here and now but that he would never stop loving her.

You have a talent that comes from inside you, from your heart, not your fingers. What you have can't ever go away. It's what other people only dream about. You're an artist.

Passion and satisfaction go hand in hand, and without them, any happiness is only temporary.

She had known the kind of love that was worth risking everything for, the kind of love that was as rare as a glimpse of heaven.

It took strength to hold on to inner passion, and Noah had done that.

Para odiar algo, primero debes amarlo.