Quotes About Passion

I think that in all my dancing I play a role,' she told The Times that year. 'To me, that's what dancing is about. It's not just steps.

Without Metallica, I wouldn't be doing what I am doing. I have every Metallica record, of course, and I would spend hours on drums in my parents' basement with the stereo behind me, cranking those records and learning Lars' drum beats, beat by beat.

I wanted to play drums, and I got a set when I was 14 and just started to play in the house, to the stereo. I liked Ringo Starr, of course. And Sandy Nelson. I had his record, 'Let There Be Drums,' and I'd play along with it.

My folks bought a baby grand piano and that's where I did the majority of figuring out the songs I heard on the stereo.

Definitely, I think I fulfill a very funny Indian stereotype because I love technology. It's something I've always been interested in.

May not political passion be a net which holds the heart distant from all that has nourished it?

I've been a critic of the antiglobalization movement, and they've been a critic of me, but the one thing I respect about the movement is their authentic energy. These are not people who don't care about the world.

There is more pleasure in loving than in being beloved.

Anger is one of the sinews of the soul.

Zeal without knowledge is fire without light.

Anger is one of the sinews of the soul; he that wants it hath a maimed mind.

Money is the sinew of love as well as war.

What female heart can gold despise?What cat's averse to fish?

O'er her warm cheek and rising bosom moveThe bloom of young Desire and purple light of Love.

Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.

A lover without indiscretion is no lover at all. Circumspection and devotion are a contradiction in terms.

People go on marrying because they can't resist natural forces, although many of them may know perfectly well that they are possibly buying a month's pleasure with a life's discomfort.

You have never loved me as I love you--never--never! Yours is not a passionate heart--your heart does not burn in a flame! You are, upon the whole, a sort of fay, or sprite-- not a woman!

Dr. Fell, do you believe a man could become so obsessed with a woman, from a single encounter? Could he daily feel a stab of hunger for her and find nourishment in the very sight of her? I think so. But would she see through the bars of his plight and ache for him?

Give me romance, and I'll dispense With the rodomontade of common sense.

Sudden glory is the passion which makes those grimaces called laughter.

The passion to be reckoned upon, is fear.

Sudden glory is the passion which maketh those grimaces called laughter.

Curiosity is the lust of the mind.