Quotes About Passion

Choosing to be an artist . . . is choosing to mine deep caverns. It's like getting lost in the darkness and spending the rest of your life trying to find your way.

deep inside each one of us is the desire to write and control our own script of life.

Michelle Celmer

I was fortunate I knew her here." She heard her voice, clipped, distant—suddenly—as if she were describing a third-form teacher who had taught her Linnaean classification. No, she said to herself. I was blessed to have her here. Her passion of place. Her sense of the people. Here is her; leave it at that.

You can't hurt me the way you think you can. But even if you could? I would rather die with the taste of you on my tongue than live and never touch you again. I'm in love with you, Mara. I love you. No matter what you do.

I was going to kiss him, and I was going to regret it. But at that moment, I couldn't bring myself to care.

I don't really remember a time younger than 5 years old that I didn't have skates on because all I can remember is every day, tying up my skates and a big smile on my face, excited to go on the ice.

I love my career. It is a career. A difficult one that takes many hours and total dedication to my craft. It is also what I was born to do--tell stories and entertain.

But that's how the heart is. Stubborn and foolish.

Don't be sorry.' His eyes remained serious. 'Believe me, Samantha, that kiss - it was enough to something very important to me.' 'What?' 'That I'd do anything to find a way to kiss you again.

I gritted my teeth. "I don't like you." "My heart is breaking." "Screw you." He shrugged and then grimaced as if the wound on his shoulder caused him massive pain. "We can do that, too, if you like, but I'll need to be unchained first. Then again, we can bring the chains with us if you're into that sort of thing.

Her eyes winded. "I'm becoming addicted to you?." He raised an eyebrow. "You say it like it's a bad thing.

I really hate you sometimes." "There's a fine line between love and hate." I glared at him. "Dream on.

flesh still wants what it wants.

She didn't know that my heart was a sandstorm waiting to open her skin in a desert of cuts. She didn't know the animal that waited in my stomach, silently shredding the walls. For her, my heart wore small white shoes and carried a purse, went to bed early. I wanted to shoot myself into her arms so she understood the need to crash cars with me, to tear up pavement because we were beautiful.

You would have to forget everything that came out of her mouth in order to later enjoy it on your cock.

My template for most songs is 'Is this inspiring?' and with the blues it so often is.

The only performance that makes it, that makes it all the way is the one that achieves madness.

Usually I write about what I care about, which is a weakness but I think also a strength.

Be bold & genuine, dare to walk in the uncharted territories, follow your feelings passionately, however unusual without the fear of being criticized, follow it through and get MickeyMized!

Much against the popular belief that push the hardest for best results may not be absolutely true, it's the passion that truly matters. Maybe the most beautiful babies in this world are born out of just a single push, create effortlessly and just let your passion in life be super-sized, be extremely total and get MickeyMized.

Love lasts only for months, sometimes only for minutes. But if you like somebody, it's for a lifetime!

Serial killers are differentiated from other murderers by motive. They have a deep psychological motive, whereas passion, greed, revenge or some other identifiable motive is present in other killers.

We welcome passion, for the mind is briefly let off duty.