Quotes About Passion

Falling in love was like falling off a cliff. It felt pretty much like flying until you hit the ground.

She had never felt more alive than when she lay dying in Han Alister's arms.

And, like a fool, she kissed him back. Kissed him a way that would leave no doubt about the way she felt about him. Kissed him because she knew the chances were slim she'd have very many kisses like that in her lifetime. Which is a sad thing when you're only seventeen.

He swept Raisa up into his arms and kissed her like it was his first, last, and only

What kind of love would drive a man for miles through solid rock?

A vocation is not something you slap on, like a coat of paint, and change whenever you want. A vocation is built into you. You have no choice. If you try to do something else, you fail.

Han made no effort to put up a brave front. Most of the time he just screamed himself hoarse, though a couple of times he amused himself by screaming Fionas's name as if he were in the throes of passion. FEEE-OHHH-NAAA! Lord Bayar made him pay for that, but afterward, Fiona didn't come down anymore, which Han appreciated.

None of us are free to follow our hearts,"she said. "Not really. Is that what you're saying?" He shook his head. "No one can stop you from loving someone," he said.

But music-good music-was by nature an intimate act.

Kesalahannya hanyalah karena ia terlalu mencintai. Ia mencintai negerinya dan ia mencintai pemimpinnya.

Aku mengerti bagaimana kecintaanmu kepada tanah air. Aku menghargai semangatmu itu. Tapi hanya itu yang kaoian miliki. Kalian juga perlu taktik yang bijaksana dan otak yang dingin.

The Big Night, a movie

She flew into his arms. Held on tight as he swung her off her feet and hugged her so hard it hurt. She didn't care. She didn't want him to ever let go.

Okay," he said, his breath hitching, his hands shaking like hell as he pried her arms from around his neck and set her away. Deep breath. Another. "Okay. Just...um. Okay. Christ. Christ , Darcy, I want you so bad I'm afraid I'm going to hurt you.

White on rice. Green on grass. Sheets on a bed. Him on her.

I existed until I met you. Now I'm alive.

The man lived like a monk. And made love like a sinner.

Mi Corazon. Mi alma. Son tuyos." My heart. My soul. They are yours, he whispered against the generous curve of her breast as a million sensations, all of them hot, all of them rich, all of them straddling the razor-sharp edge of pain, ripped through his loins like a flash fire and stripped him of everything but consciousness. "Tuyo. Todo que tengo es tuyo." Yours. Everything I have is yours.

Damn" Johnny muttered watching her go. "It might not be love, but it sure is fun.

Do things to me, Luke. Do things that will make us forget everything going on outside this room.

The little imp had gone Brazilian. Damn him for a sinner but the thoughts that zinged through his mind would make the roof of a church cave in on him. Thoughts like: She better have done that with me in mind because I'm not letting anyone with a set of balls near her ever again. Thoughts like: Mine. Mine and mine.

Ethan didn't have a month in mind. While it shocked the hell out of him, one look and he'd been thinking forever. And after one night with Darcy Prescott in his bed, he wasn't sure forever would be enough.

Teddy Roosevelt quote, "Far and away the best prize that life offers is the chance to work hard at work worth doing.

The world will end but love and music will endure