Quotes About Passion

Hate is the key. Hate is the driver. Hate is the fire that purifies the soldier. The soldier must hate .

It's not that you should never love something so much it can control you. It's that you need to love something that much so you can never be controlled. It's not a weakness– It's your best strength

She shakes her head, fiercely. "You idiot! You stupid fucking IDIOT!" She don't say effing.

still amazed at how anyone could pack so much of themselves into lines

Whatever it was that drove this passion for collecting, it had an important civic function, Marietta thought. After all, without the largesse of the Medici family, would the Renaissance have happened? Would Florence possess the eternal collection of architecture, painting, and sculpture that it does today?

No conductor of any symphony orchestra requires more sensitivity, more powers of observation, more finely tuned instincts, more passionate desires for perfection than the great classic racehorse trainer.

You do not know the first note of the music that moves me.

Music is a proud, temperamental mistress. Give her the time and attention she deserves, and she is yours. Slight her and there will come a day when you call and she will not answer. So I began sleeping less to give her the time she needed.

Anger can keep you warm at night, and wounded pride can spur a man to wondrous things.

Why would I want to win anything other than a beautiful game?

That is like throwing two virgins into a bed. Enthusiasm, passion, and ignorance are not a good combination. Someone is likely to get hurt.

Emotions by their very nature are not reasonable things.

Asleep she was a painting of a fire. Awake she was the fire itself

We love what we love. Reason does not enter into it.

I spoke it soft, but close enough to brush against her lips. I spoke it quiet, but near enough so that the sound of it went twining through her hair. I spoke it hard and firm and dark and sweet.

La música es una amante orgullosa y temperamental. Si le dedicas el tiempo y la atención que se merece, es toda tuya. Pero si la desairas, llegará un día en que la llamarás y ella no contestará.

This is the nature of love." Vashet said. "To attempt to describe it will drive a woman mad. This is what keeps poets scribbling endlessly away. If one could pin it to paper all complete, the others would lay down their pens. But it cannot be done.

unwise love is the truest love.

Music is a proud, temperamental mistress. Give her the time and attention she deserves, and she is yours. Slight her and there will come a day when you call and she will not answer.

Además, la rabia puede calentarte por la noche, y el orgullo herido puede alentar a un hombre a hacer cosas maravillosas.

The gesture was so tight with rage she feared she'd snap and crack the world in two.

Vashet," I said. "It occurs to me it would be nice to fight someone whose ability is somewhat closer to my own." Vashet laughed, shaking her head. "That is like throwing two virgins into a bed. Enthusiasm, passion, and ignorance are not a good combination. Someone is likely to get hurt.

Besides, anger can keep you warm at night, and wounded pride can spur a man to wondrous things.

I stayed because there was no other place I could learn what I desired. Mere whipping could not keep me away from it." There are things I desire to learn, and I can only learn them here." I handed her the hard, dark piece of wood. "If you want me to leave, you must do worse than welts.