Quotes About Passion

We are all fools in love

The enthusiasm of a woman's love is even beyond the biographer's.

You pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope...I have loved none but you.

You know, sex is actually not so original as the way people love or the stories behind each relationship, which is what you remember. Sex is sex in the end.

Si no te interesas por las cosas, no aprendes nada. - Amarte es mi destino

You spend all your life trying to do something they put people in asylums for.

Kai tik atsiranda mergin?, egzamin? pažymiai ima blog?ti. Kuo karštesn? aistra, tuo pras?iau sekasi mokslas.

When I look back over my life it's almost as if there was a plan laid out for me - from the little girl who was so passionate about animals who longed to go to Africa and whose family couldn't afford to put her through college. Everyone laughed at my dreams. I was supposed to be a secretary in Bournemouth.

I think relationships are very difficult. It's very easy to get swept away with excitement, glamour, and passion. I think the trick is to look for friendship rather than passion.

Marriage is supposed to be this huge great overwhelming passion, and that we're supposed to be looking for our soulmate, our other half, but it's actually pretty damn mundane. After all the excitement goes, what you really want to be left with is someone who is a really good person and who adores you, and who you can grow old with. I know the bastards are exciting, but they don't make a good husband material.

Open your heart to a baseball team and you're liable to get it broken.

Your submission appeals to me," he growls. "Your obedience. And I'll do whatever it takes to get that from you.

Taste my lash.

Indeed, he is glorious in his madness.

I love you more than I hate cars, so I decided I'd try to face my fears and take some risks.

Taylor had been a book lover her entire life and, even at twenty-six, loved nothing more than curling up and getting lost in a great story, reading until the early hours of the morning. So what if it meant she never got enough sleep? Books were her life, her passion.

He studied her flushed face. Last night she'd been pale like porcelain, a creamy alabaster, but tonight she burned. She glowed. Her dark blue eyes shone, her cheeks flushed a hot feverish pink. She needed a firm hand. She could use a calming hand. How convenient. He had two.

One of these days, you're going to fall in love with some guy, and you're not going to know what to do with yourself.

The overwhelming desire to be united with this one individual out of all individuals the universe had to offer.

But what truly horsey girls discover in the end is that boyfriends, husbands, children, and careers are the substitute-for horses

Fascination with horses predated every other single thing I knew. Before I was a mother, before I was a writer, before I knew the facts of life, before I was a schoolgirl, before I learned to read, I wanted a horse.

He had to have her, he couldn't wait, the need throbbed through him hot and urgent. But here? On the wooden floor of his brother's gazebo?

He groaned in mounting desire. "You're a dangerous woman, Calinda Braxton," he murmured hoarsely. "So are you, Lynx Cardone," she replied in a strained voice as she pushed away from him, fighting to regain control of herself. He caught her face between his hands, drilling his smoldering gaze into her matching one. "I want you, Cal," he stated simply. -Lynx & Calinda

I ain't never known you to fight over a woman, Cardone," Clint remarked. "This one I will." -Clint & Lynx