Quotes About Passion

Dancing can reveal all the mystery that music conceals.

Dancing is my obsession. My life.

Working is living to me.

Love leaped out in front of us like a murderer in an alley leaping out of nowhere, and struck us both at once.

Just like a murderer jumps out of nowhere in an alley, love jumped out in front of us and struck us both at once

Love, like fire, goes out without fuel.

Tell me," she finally whispered, "is it fun for you to torture me? . . . I should really hate you. Ever since we have known each other, you have given me nothing but suffering . . ." Her voice trembled, she leaned toward me, and lowered her head onto my breast. "Perhaps," I thought, "this is exactly why you loved me: joys are forgotten, but sadness, never . . .

my love had grown one with my soul; it became darker, but did not go out

That is my biography from the first day of my chess life to the present. JOURNALIST. And your plans. PLAYER. To play!

No, no, no, no, no. Sex should not be fun, okay? Sex can be lots of things - thrilling, romantic, scary, mindless, dirty, dangerous, frantic, forbidden, freaky - but if you're finding it 'fun,' you're doing it wrong.

Just think of Emily Bronte, for example: psychotically bookish - but was there ever a woman screaming out so loudly for a good f***ing? I even suspect that's why Wuthering Heights carries on decades too long rather than sensibly drawing the curtains a little after Cathy's death. It was Bronte saying, 'Look - I'm simply going to keep on writing this stuff until someone comes and shags me raw.

When I got into music I went all the way into music; I didn't have no time after that for nothing else.

You can tell whether a person plays or not by the way he carries the instrument, whether it means something to him or not. Then the way they talk and act. If they act too hip, you know they can't play shit.

Music is what I breath, what I love to do. It keeps me alive.

Those minutes that I'm on stage are the best! Being there and looking at the crowd and seeing their faces, hearing them sing the positive words from the songs.

I have four shelves covered with journals that I've written. Dad and I are writing songs together. I've probably written 100 songs.

Love creates lovers, not lovers love.

He engordado porque ya estaba demasiado llena de odio. El amor ocupa en el hombre tanto lugar como le deje el odio, igual que en una jarra de vino cabe tanta agua como vino se haya bebido, y cuanto más profundo es el odio, más aflora el amor a la superficie...

O paraíso neste mundo se encontra no dorso dos alazães, nas páginas de alguns livros e entre os seios de uma mulher.

No lugar desconhecido habita o desejo.

What life is there, what delight, without golden Aphrodite?

He read through Dickens, Thackeray, Hardy, Austen, and Trollope, then moved on to the Continent to read through much of Balzac, Zola, and Flaubert, then fell in love with Tolstoy. His favorite was Goethe; he must have read The Sorrows of Young Werther at

He read through Dickens, Thackeray, Hardy, Austen, and Trollope, then moved on to the Continent to read through much of Balzac, Zola, and Flaubert, then fell in love with Tolstoy. His favorite was Goethe; he must have read The Sorrows of Young Werther at least half a dozen times.

she's in love with you.