Quotes About Passion

Love buries itself in me, up to the hilt.

I love writing. I love the swirl and swing of words as they tangle with human emotions

Unless I miss my guess, Yolly is about to become obsessed with horses. It's practically a stage on Piaget's developmental profile.

There's nothing more annoying than cold logic and reason when you've got a good fit going.

Fang, fang. I love you. I looooove you. I love you thiiiiiiiiiis much!

Love hurts. Oh, shut UP! - pg 123

I'm way hot, he muttered. But I don't feel sick. Just — way hot. Fang

Choose now,' he spat, his eyes practically shooting sparks. 'Me or him.' 'Gosh, Fang, you romantic fool,' I said sarcastically. 'How incredibly sexist-pig of you.

I was crazily, deeply, incredibly, joyously, terrifiedly in love.

Right there, in front of everyone, I threw my arms arond his neck and mashed my mouth against his. He was startled for a second, then his strong arms wraped around me so tightly I could hardly breathe. ZOMG, I heard Nudge whisper.

How could you stop loving me?

You love me this much!

i play a mean harmonica

Okay, if this is what falling in love feels like, someone please kill me now. (Not literally, overzealous readers.) But it was all too much—too much emotion, too much happiness, too much longing, perhaps too much ice cream…

Love takes chances, and I wanted to take a chance right now. For once in my life, I knew what I wanted.

Love never dies.

There was another thing I hadn't counted on. And that was falling in love, as fast and irrevocably as you would fall off a cliff, and realizing that loving someone might mean to simultaneously want to slug them and hold them and possibly have to watch them die.… I hadn't counted on that.

I love you more than I love goats, and you know how I feel about goats, Gaby said.

Purple is such a twisted, complex color—it conveys the passion of red, the sadness of blue, the depravity of black. Purple is neither happy nor sad. It is pain and despair but longing, too—fiery desire, beaten and bruised but struggling onward, determined to overcome, to move forward rather than retreat.

when you realize you want to spend the rest of your life doing something, you want the rest of your life to start as soon as possible.

Oh, I guess I want to fall in love, to stay in love for a while. I want to feel real romance every day that I possibly can. I want to feel something special in my life. I want to experience intimacy with another person. I'm not that different from everyone else. Except that I act instead of daydream.

we've got all these

The day, and it was a day, that writing started to be fun for me, the day things began to really click, was the day I stopped trying to write sentences and started writing stories.

If you don't get something out of your job other than money, what's the point?