Quotes About Passion

Le odio tanto que a veces, cuando lo miro, me cuesta respirar.

Let me have everything I ever wanted, everything I ever dreamed, and eternal misery along with it. Let me live on with an ice chard through my heart. -Jude Duarte

Come home and shout at me. Come home and fight with me. Come home and break my heart, if you must.

Kiss me again," he says, drunk and foolish. "Kiss me until I am sick of it.

Mock me all you like. Whatever I imagined then, now it is I who would beg and grovel for a kind word from your lips." His eyes are black with desire. "By you, I am forever undone.

Holly Black, Cassandra Clare

I'm in love with someone, & none of it will go away.The memories bombard me every day.The dreams haunt me every night.

But let me quote President Theodore Roosevelt: 'Far and away the best prize that life has to offer is the chance to work hard at work worth doing.

If you have dreams you want to pursue, the time to pursue them is now. There is no perfect time, and there is no better time. There is only the time you lose while you're making excuses.

Write with joy

My lesbianism is not linked to sexual preference. For me, it is part of my world view, part of my passion for women and central in my objection to male domination.

We are quick to flare up, we races of men on the earth.

She [Helen] threw into the wine which they were drinking a drug which takes away grief and passion and brings forgetfulness of all ills.

Sweeter it [wrath] is by far than the honeycomb dripping with sweetness, and spreads through the hearts of men.

There is the heat of Love, the pulsing rush of Longing, the lover's whisper, irresistible—magic to make the sanest man go mad.

Each man delights in the work that suits him best.

The passion of love is essentially selfish, while motherhood widens the circle of our feelings.

The passion, observe, which is able to reflect, gives even to ninnies, fools, and imbeciles a species of intelligence, especially in youth.

A student undergoing a word-association test was asked why a snowstorm put him in mind of sex. He replied frankly: "Because everything does."

A woman knows the face of the man she loves as a sailor knows the open sea.

It is as absurd to say that a man can't love one woman all the time as it is to say that a violinist needs several violins to play the same piece of music.

A grocer is attracted to his business by a magnetic force as great as the repulsion which renders it odious to artists.

For passion, be it observed, brings insight with it it can give a sort of intelligence to simpletons, fools, and idiots, especially during youth.

The fact is that love is of two kinds, one which commands, and one which obeys. The two are quite distinct, and the passion to which the one gives rise is not the passion of the other.