Quotes About Passion

I took guitar a while back, and my heart wasn't in it at the time, but I'm ready to try it again. I sing in the car, at home - it's a huge part of my life, especially since I'm from Tennessee.

Feel that? I don't walk around with a lead pipe in my jeans, so what do you think that tells you about how much I want you. (Simon Brant)

If you don't stop, I'm going to take you right here, in front of God, Jacob, and the seagulls.

Ethan: "Abstaining definitely doesn't work." Beth: "what do you suggest?" Ethan: "We're obviously going to have to make love often, but keep the encounters from getting too intense." He sounded perfectly serious, like he really believed what he was saying.

I would consider it a great blessing, but some of us are cursed to love unwisely and do so until death.

He touched her in that place that was for him alone and shuddered at her readiness for him.  Had she gotten this wet, this quickly?

When I first met Pierce Maverick, taking in his dark hair and sultry brown eyes, I never imagined he'd be the catalyst to awaken the beast; the sexual animal within me. There were rumors, so many rumors, about what happened between us in Las Vegas. The tape, the accessories, the third parties – the Sunday "arrangement". Speculations even fueled

I've always had an affinity and a passion for cars and that whole car culture.

E quale è di pazzia segno più espresso che, per altri voler, perder se stesso?

To suffer is the highest command of Christianity – the history of Christianity is the history of the passion … [T]he ancient Christians … rendered the highest honour to their God by … tears of repentance and yearning. … If God himself suffered for my sake, how can I be joyful, how can I allow myself any gladness, at least on this corrupt earth, which was the theatre of his suffering?

Religion annexes to its doctrines a curse and a blessing … Blessed is he that believeth, cursed is he that believeth not. Thus it appeals not to reason, but to feeling, … to the passions of hope and fear. … [T]he fear of hell urges me to believe. Even supposing my belief to be in its origin free, fear inevitably intermingles itself[.]

Music should strike fire from the heart of man, and bring tears form the eyes of woman.

To sing a wrong note is insignificant, but to sing without passion is unforgivable.

I like your opera - I think I will set it to music

I despise a world which does not feel that music is a higher revelation than all wisdom and philosophy.

From the glow of enthusiasm I let the melody escape. I pursue it. Breathless I catch up with it. It flies again; it disappears; it plunges into a chaos of diverse emotions. I catch it again; I seize it; I embrace it with delight.

Don't only practice your art, but force your way into it's secrets, for it and knowledge can raise men to the divine.

I only live in my music, and I have scarcely begun one thing when I start on another. As I am now working, I am often engaged on three or four things at the same time.

schon im Bette drängen sich die Ideen zu dir meine Unsterbliche Geliebte, hier und da freudig, dann wieder traurig. Vom Schicksaale abwartend, ob es unß erhört...

Such incidents brought me to the verge of despair, but little more and I would have put an end to my life - only art it was that withheld me, and it seemed impossible to leave the world until I had produced all that I felt called upon me to produce, and so I endured this wretched existence.

Music from my fourth year began to be the first of my youthful occupations. Thus early acquainted with the gracious muse who tuned my soul to pure harmonies, I became fond of her, and, as it often seemed to me, she of me.

Everything that is called life should be sacrificed to the sublime and be a sanctuary of art

Sacrifice once and for all the trivialities of social life to your art.

Ever thine. Ever mine. Ever ours." —LUDWIG VAN BEETHOVEN, the Immortal Beloved Letters