Quotes About Passion

Nowadays men cannot love seven night but they must have all their desires: that love may not endure by reason; for where they be soon accorded and hasty, heat soon it cooleth. Right so fareth love nowadays, soon hot soon cold: this is no stability. But the old love was not so.

Hell's afloat in lover's tears.

One can be a soldier without dying, and a lover without sighing.

Let's commit the perfect crime, I'll steal your heart and you'll steal mine.

SOMEONE AsKED ME: SO, WHY DO U Like Him SO MUCH? BUT BEFORE I COULD EVEN REPLY; MY BEST Friend PUT HER HAND OVER MY MOUTH AND Said: DON'T EVEN GET HER STARTED

Love is the rose. Lust is the thorn.

Mon amour à toi toujours Dans tes grands yeux rien que nous deux

The pleasure of love is in loving.

Love is nature's way of bypassing reason.

Because my love for you is beyond words, I decided to shut up.

There is not an hour that goes by that I do not think of making love to you.

Make love now, by night and by day, in winter and in summer... You are in the world for that and the rest of life is nothing but vanity, illusion, waste. There is only one science, love, only one riches, love, only one policy, love. To make love is all the law, and the prophets.

It's better to be in love than to watch it.

Oh, they loved dearly: their souls kissed, they kissed with their eyes, they were both but one single kiss.

The funny thing about love is that it must continually grow or it will diminish.

Whatever dies, was not mix'd equally ;If our two loves be one, or thou and I Love so alike that none can slacken, none can die.

Love that can be explained is not love.

I want you to want me I need you to need me I'd love you to love me I'm beggin' you to beg me.

And you Stood at your Door with your Hands on my Waist and you Kissed me Like you Meant it.

Her love was trembling in laughter on her lips.

Sweet like candy to my soul ~~ Sweet you rock and sweet you roll ~~ Lost for you I'm so lost for you

The one who loves most will be the one who wants most to touch the other.

Okay, here it is, your choice... it's simple, her or me, and I'm sure she is really great. But Derek, I love you, in a really, really big 'pretend to like your taste in music, let you eat the last piece of cheesecake, hold a radio over my head outside your window', unfortunate way that makes me hate you, love you. So pick me, choose me, love me.

Love is eternal while it lasts.