Quotes About Passion

One kiss, two lips. One love, two bodies. (Un baiser, ce sont deux lèvres. - Un amour, ce sont deux corps.)

Our tax on love Collects on the lip. (Notre impôt sur l'amour - Se collecte sur les lèvres.)

Passion is a rough diamond: reduced to be more beautiful. (C'est diamant brute la passion: - Diminuera pour être plus beau.)

Rain on your body burned my heart. (Pluie sur ton corps - Brûla mon coeur.)

Sport feels the heart. Life feels the love. (Le sport éprouve le cœur. La vie éprouve l'amour)

The lightning of your eyes rings the heart. (De tes yeux l'éclair - Fait sonner le cœur.)

The lover steals a kiss, He is under penalty of perpetuity.

The lover steals a kiss. He incurs life imprisonment. (L'amoureux vole un baiser. Il encourt perpétuité)

The lover steals a kiss. He is under penalty of perpetuity. (L'amoureux vole un baiser. Il encourt perpétuité)

The lovers unsheathe their eyes. (Les amoureux - Dégainent leurs yeux.)

The petals of their lips don't have the thorn of bodies. (Les pétales de leur lèvres N'ont pas l'épine des corps)

The smile of lovers is gondola of their desire. (Des amoureux le sourire - Est gondole de leur désir.)

The sword of love pierces even the flesh. (L'épée de l'amour Transperce même la chair)

Two lovers watch themselves, it's a shipwreck by fire. (Se regardent deux amoureux : - C'est un naufrage par le feu.)

We speak by the mouth ; lovers by the lips. (Nous parlons par la bouche ; Amoureux par les lèvres)

We write "I love you" on the mouth by the kisses that touch it. (On écrit "je t'aime" sur bouche - Par les bisous qui la touchent.)

Stone walls confine a tinker cold iron binds a witch but a musician's music can never be fettered, for it lives first in her heart and mind.

There is no nation so powerful, as the one that obeys its laws not from principals of fear or reason, but from passion.

I loved her simply because I found her irresistible. . . . I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be. . . . I love her none the less because I knew it, and it had no more influence in restraining me, than if I had devoutly believed her to be human perfection.

Whatever I have tried to do in life, I have tried with all my heart to do it well whatever I have devoted myself to, I have devoted myself completely in great aims and in small I have always thoroughly been in earnest.

I loved her against reason, against promise, against peace, against hope, against happiness, against all discouragement that could be.

You have been the last dream of my soul.

I wish you to know that you have been the last dream of my soul.

And yet I have had the weakness, and have still the weakness, to wish you to know with what a sudden mastery you kindled me, heap of ashes that I am, into fire.