Quotes About Passion

Eu ainda não sei controlar meu ódio mas já sei que meu ódio é um amor irrealizado.

Ah, my love, do not be afraid of neediness: it is our greater destiny. Love is so much more fatal than I had thought, love is as inherent as wanting itself, and we are guaranteed by a necessity that shall renew itself continuously. Love already is, it is always. All that is missing is the coup de grâce—which is called passion.

Querida quem faz arte sofre como os outros só que tem um meio de expressão.

E eu não fora grande bastante: só os grandes amam a monotonia.

I was no longer a little girl with a book: I was a woman with her lover.

E eu não aguento a resignação. Ah, como devoro com fome e prazer a revolta.

Because a world fully alive has the power of a Hell.

I have a gift for passion, in the bonfire of a dry trunk I contort in the blaze.

E digo: eu está apaixonada pelo teu eu. Então nós é.

Las personas depositan la idea del pecado en el sexo. Pero es muy inocente e infantil ese pecado. El infierno mismo es el del amor.

El amor ya está, siempre está. Falta sólo el golpe de gracia —que se llama pasión.

Como, pois, inaugurar agora em mim o pensamento? E talvez só o pensamento me salvasse, tenho medo da paixão.

É QUE um mundo todo vivo tem a força de um Inferno.

No matter what his or her age, when a child has a serious and productive interest in something, do anything possible to feed it. Be the perfect enabler.

What makes men happy is liking what they have to do. This is a principle on which society is not founded.

Love is the greatest Joy of Discovery one can feel!

I love music passionately. And because I love it I try to free it from barren traditions that stifle it.

So I can understand the mad passion for travel books and their deceptiveness. They create the illusion of something which no longer exists but still should exist, if we were to have any hope of avoiding the overwhelming conclusion that the history of the past twenty thousand years is irrevocable.

At love's most intoxicating moment, I have enough freedom left to want to abandon it, for a moment, to other hands.

Although she feeds me bread of bitterness,And sinks into my throat her tiger's tooth,Stealing my breath of life, I must confessI love this cultured hell that tests my youth!Her vigor flows like tides into my blood,Giving me strength erect against her hate.Her bigness sweeps my being like a flood.

went with you or not." "But what would happen if you quit him and stayed here in Marseille?" "I don't care." Aslima began dancing round the room singing a pig-song in her language which is something like this translated: Want to know what's loving sweet, Want to know what's loving big? When two naughty lovers meet And unite in loving pigs.

Color is my daylong obsession, joy, and torment.

Everyday I discover more and more beautiful things. It's enough to drive one mad. I have such a desire to do everything, my head is bursting with it.

Every day I discover even more beautiful things. It is intoxicating me, and I want to paint it all - my head is bursting…