Quotes About Passion

Hatred is blind, as well as love.

Love turns, with a little indulgence, to indifference or disgust; hatred alone is inmortal.

You know that when I hate you, it is because I love you to a point of passion that unhinges my soul.

Love reduced to sex is just coupling.

I love you too much to spoil the immortality of a feeling with fleeting lust.

Sex without love is merely healthy exercise.

Any man who can drive safely while kissing a pretty girl is simply not giving the kiss the attention it deserves.

A religious man is a person who holds God and man in one thought at one time, at all times, who suffers harm done to others, whose greatest passion is compassion, whose greatest strength is love and defiance of despair.

Love is full of anxious fears.

Love gratified is love satisfied, and love satisfied is indifference begun.

Hate is not the opposite of love; apathy is.

Love begins with an image; lust with a sensation.

Love is the triumph of imagination over intelligence.

For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.

Everyone is dragged on by their favorite pleasure.

Love is like a friendship caught on fire: In the beginning a flame, very pretty, often hot and fierce, but still only light and flickering. As love grows older, our hearts mature and our love becomes as coals, deep-burning and unquenchable.

Make me immortal with a kiss.

I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach...

Others will say, loving someone is tiring: sometimes happy, sometimes you'll cry! They said I'd have enough someday. I said to them, that is not true, you know why? when does ever a person had enough if his love is true..

Romance has been elegantly defined as the offspring of fiction and love.

Music makes one feel so romantic - at least it always gets on one's nerves -which is the same thing nowadays.

Rather would I have the love songs of romantic ages, rather Don Juan and Madame Venus, rather an elopement by ladder and rope on a moonlight night, followed by the father's curse, mother's moans, and the moral comments of neighbors, than correctness and propriety measured by yardsticks.

He must have a truly romantic nature, for he weeps when there is nothing at all to weep about

Love distills desire upon the eyes, love brings bewitching grace into the heart.