Quotes About Passion

Art isn't about where it ends up. It's about the creation.

But first he was going to eat her until he made her come really,really hard.He leaned in close and breathed her in.Then he licked.So.Fucking.Good.

You still smell like the best thing I've ever tasted.

Between the inked-up, rough-and-tumble Mick and Adam, the debonair dom, she was totally screwed. But like, in a good way. This sort of thing they made together was a sort of magic, and there was nothing she could do but love it as much as she loved them.

This was happy in a way she hadn't felt in so long. It rushed through her as she soaked it in. She hadn't even realized how starved she'd been for this. Not just sex, but zing. That connection with someone that lifts them into a totally different category in your life.

Panties can go. I like the socks, though." Ever so slowly, she pulled one tie and then the other and tugged until the panties fell from her body. "Seeing you naked is like being really hungry when you go grocery shopping. I want to rush and devour every inch of your body even when I know I'd be better off going slowly." "You're really good at this stuff." "Advance warning, a lot of this stuff goes into lyrics.

Okay, I'll admit that Chris and I still want each other. But need? Need is for your first lover on your twin bed in your college dorm.

After a certain amount of time with someone, crisis is an aphrodisiac.

For a split second, his finger touches my skin, and he might as well have brushed me with a lit match.

I'll love you with all my heart, in every life, through every death. I will not be bound by anything but my love for you.

He leaned in and kissed her, because now that he knew he could, he planned on kissing her every chance he got.

If you love someone, you should be willing to show it. This is our one shot at life.

Even if I don't know a girl, or even if I know her but don't necessarily like her, I'm all the time falling in love for brief, intense spurts.

He is my world and my world is him and without him there is no world.

Love, the deadliest of all deadly things. It kills you. Alex. When you have it. Alex. And when you don't. Alex.

Things are screaming inside me and my eyes feel hot.

I love you as only a lover can. Less depressed, less obsessed, I am better than ever able to love your hair, which has blond lights in it, and your remarkable eyes, the blue of my Nana's chipped china. I love the smell of your skin, impossible to describe except to say it's a confluence of many pungent things, and I love your chest with the disks of your nipples, and your thighs striated with sweat, and your back and your breath while you are above me.

Why doesn't passionate love last? how is it possible to see a person as beautiful on Monday, and 364 days later, on another Monday, to see that beauty as bland? surely the object of your affection could not have changed that much. she still has the same shaped eyes. her voice has always had that husky sound, but now it grates on you - she sounds like she needs an antibiotic.

She loved anyone and anything that didn't love her back, so long as it made her feel alive.

Good Gad! It looks like the last act of Hamlet in here. Turnip banged his head against his clenched fists, making inarticulate moaning noises. Pinchingdale gave him an odd look. 'I had no idea you felt so strongly about the play, Fitzhugh.

Inflame your mind with your heart's desire, then start taking pragmatic action on the material plane to trigger the manifestation of your desire.

No matter where you are in your life, you must do what you love, and fuck what anybody says about what you do. If you are an artist, maybe your 19th century romantic style is not what is popular now, but you might just discover that in ten years, everyone will pay whatever amount you ask for your paintings. Or, if you love the Impressionist movement, you might be the person who starts a Neo-Impressionism movement.

Lovers 'devour' one another.

For this is Wisdom; to love, to live To take what fate, or the Gods may give. To ask no question, to make no prayer, To kiss the lips and caress the hair, Speed passion's ebb as you greet its flow To have, -to hold -and -in time, -let go!