Quotes About Passion

I learned what I really love is making films, not the film business. I want to be on the set, meeting with writers, I want that freedom. I love it now.

There are two things that come very easily to me: rooting for New York sports teams and making mistakes.

One minute you're involved in your life as you know it, when suddenly you see the one. Your eyes meet (perhaps across a crowded room). Heart palpitations start. And the fairy tale of romance begins. Flowers, batting eyelashes, shared meals, laughter. Sunset walks and little love gifts to each other. You spend hours looking forward to your next time together. Maybe you'll see a movie or simply hang out—talking about everything and nothing.

Everyone should carefully observe which way his heart draws him, and then choose that way with all his strength.

The romantic embrace can only be compared with music and with prayer.

When love is suppressed hate takes its place.

For dancing is the loftiest, the most moving, the most beautiful of the arts because it is no mere translation or abstraction from life: it is life itself.

I later discovered that in order to be a good athlete one must care intensely what is happening with a ball, even if one doesn't have possession of it. This was ultimately my failure: my inability to work up a passion for the location of balls.

Let's get naked and while we're at it work our damnedest.

I don't find Hollywood interesting, so I'm thinking of studying architecture instead.

When we first believe we think we can do it all; our passion is so strong. But after a time we start to learn that passion doesn't equal strength, and our sinful nature rears its ugly head.

Whom first we love, you know, we seldom wed.

Great as it is, the knowledge of self, if there is not that natural desire raging like fire does not manifest.

The warmth of the lover's atmosphere, the piercing effect of his voice, the appeal of his words, all come from the pain of his heart.

Air mata yang keluar adalah salah satu bentuk kekuatan dari diri yang terlahir dalam kerinduan yang sangat besar.

Wrong. Enemies don't fight with such determined passion. That kind of focus is reserved for friends at odds with one another." pg 69 Tomas to Vlad

She was determined to live as fully as possible—to write, to travel, to cook, to draw, to love as much and as often as she could. She was, in the words of a close friend, "operatic" in her desires, a "Renaissance woman" molded as much by Romantic sublimity as New England stoicism.5 She was as fluent in Nietzsche as she was in Emerson; as much in thrall to Yeats's gongs and gyres as Frost's silences and snow.

BE RIGHT OR WRONG, don't be indifferent, don't be NOTHING.

Don't be sorry. You could hurt me a thousand different ways and I'd love it every time.

Beauty was all I'd ever cared for. It was all that ever moved me.

I love you so much, my fingers hurt!

Well, Lockwood was an absolute sort of person, wasn't he? He wouldn't fall in love like tripping over a brick. He was the sort to rear back, run, catapult over the side of an airship's railing, and fall, fall, fall into love before smacking into the Ocean of Delirious Wanderings.* *Which would sever his limbs from his body on impact, causing Death by Unmitigated Joy.

Gad, yes," said Lord Teddie. "I love you so much, my fingers hurt!

Hold out for the best there is, Kiernan. You should have it. Make sure that there's fire. Maybe there'll be ice, too, but hold out for the extremes, for the best, the brightest. Don't accept anything lukewarm. Because you're fire and ice, and you're the brightest and the best, Kiernan.