Quotes About Passion

Like many musicians, I don't look back much... only concentrate on what music I'm doing, and occasionally look ahead.

Usually, if I want to just listen to something or sing along to something, I'll put on some Gavin DeGraw or some Billy Joel. Occasionally, if I am feeling vocally in really great shape, I will sing Jean Valjean's soliloquy from 'Les Miz' or something.

I used to agonise over what to do next, but now I'm making a movie a year. It's insane, but it's only a movie after all. You just hang in there, and occasionally you might make something which you can call art... briefly.

I'm really lucky that my occupation is something I love.

Film is not an easy occupation. There's a lot of occupations that are difficult and film is one of them.

I want to do everything. I can never decide on one occupation!

I don't know anything else but the Lakers. This has certainly been more than a job for me as a player. It has certainly meant more to me than just an occupation.

When I land in a country and they ask for 'occupation,' I always just put 'artist.' I think that covers all of it.

I'll call it a day when I die. It's a wonderful occupation for me. I've never worked a day in my life.

My chosen occupation isn't necessarily movie star; I see my chosen occupation as actor.

Most of the authors I liked were dead, so it didn't seem like a safe occupation.

Ever since I could first write I have been doing so. When I was taught how to write and read at school, I made up my mind that this was what I love to do best and this was the world I was going to occupy.

Hunting, fishing, drawing, and music occupied my every moment. Cares I knew not, and cared naught about them.

My goal would be to find a big, fat subject that would occupy me to the end of my life, and when I finish it, I'll die. What's agony is starting; I hate starting them. I just want to keep writing now and end when it ends.

Love was love, one could find it with anyone, one could find it anywhere. It was just that you could never keep it. Not unless you were ready to die for it.

So long as you use a knife, there's some love left.

A fire had begun to spread in me. It was burning now in my stomach and my lungs were dry as old leaves, my heart had a herded pressure which gave promise to explode.

Having reshaped my words with an intensity of feeling I had not known before, I could not understand why others were not overcome with my sense of life, of sex, and of sadness.

I was in love with a beautiful, brilliant girl who was married to the most elegant and incisive gent I had ever met; there was no hope for me but, oh, the love was beautiful. Mr.

Gary Mark Gilmore: Go down on me, partner... I need it Nicole Baker: Don't call me partner. Gary Mark Gilmore: No, darlin'... I love it... I love it Nicole Baker: Yeah, you and seven other motherfuckers.

Margaret is kindled by it, exalted for a time, sees it as passion, glows and becomes rounded, but only for a time. After a year it is completely naked, apparent to her, that he is alone, that he fights out battles with himself upon her body, and something withers in her.

You remember how it feels, don't you? All that desire scorching you straight through. Feeling like you're penned up in a small-town cage, jailed by cornstalk bars. Knowing, just knowing, that you'll be stuck in that quiet little town forever if you don't take a chance.

Those who are fired with an enthusiastic idea and who allow it to take hold and dominate their thoughts find that new worlds open for them. As long as enthusiasm holds out, so will new opportunities.

Enthusiasm releases the drive to carry you over obstacles and adds significance to all you do.