Quotes About Passion

I threw myself down upon that small soft body, and her hand clutched me and tucked me home. She worked and strained in sweet agony beneath me. I brought her there. I heard her cry out and felt her quiver, and then I melted at last inside her in unutterable delight.

When I decided in my mid-fifties to return to a hobby I'd abandoned twenty years earlier, I didn't know what sort of a collector I'd be. As a boy I'd started out collecting everything, then narrowed my focus to British Empire—specifically, to the Scott Specialty Album for Great Britain, British Europe, and British Oceania. In my mid-twenties I'd begun collecting Benelux as well, and in my mid-thirties, when my first marriage ended, I sold everything.

It is hard to fight with one's heart's desires; whatever it wishes to get, it purchases at the cost of the soul.

There are only three things to be done with a woman' said Clea once. 'You can love her, suffer for her, or turn her into literature.

People only see in us the contemptible skirt-fever which rules our actions but completely miss the beauty-hunger underlying it.

I realized then the truth about all love: that it is an absolute which takes all or forfeits all. The other feelings, compassion, tenderness and so on, exist only on the periphery and belong on the constructions of society and habit. But she herself- austere and merciless Aphrodite-is a pagan. it is not our brains or instincts which she picks-but our very bones.

And I saw her as a sad thirtieth child of Valentine that fell, not as Lucifer rebelling against God, but because she too passionately wanted to be united with him! All things in excess become sin.

One always falls in love with the love-choice of the person one loves.

Esos momentos son los que colman al escritor, no al enamorado, y perduran para siempre. Podemos evocarlos cuantas veces queramos o utilizarlos como fundamento para construir esa parte de la vida que es la tarea de escribir.

Bir kad?nla üç ÅŸey yapabilirsin; ya onu seversin ya onun için ac? çekersin ya da onu yazars?n.

He always puzzled me —except when I had him in my arms.

If you think of yourself as a sleeping city for example… what? You can sit quiet and hear the processes going on, going about their business; volition, desire, will, cognition, passion, conation.

I hunt everywhere for a life worth living. Perhaps if I could die or go mad it would provide a focus for all the feelings I have which find no proper outlet.

In her there was a pliancy, a resilience which was Oriental — a passion to serve.

If there's one thing I really love... it's sad music.

Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides.

Oh, I wouldn't say Love always makes you happy. Sometimes it makes you incredibly sad.

I was born when you kissed me.

This passion, and the death of a dear friend, would go near to make a man look sad.

The things that make us sad, the things that make us righteously angry, or the things we care about that others don't are often a key that unlocks our reason for living. It's our burden.

I don't want you to cook my bread, I don't want you to make my bed. I don't want you to because I'm sad and blue, I just want to make love to you.

A song is a song and, if I am emotionally connected to do it, whether it is sad or not sad, I am going to chase that song.

There are happy blues, sad blues, lonesome blues, red-hot blues, mad blues, and loving blues. Blues is a testimony to the fullness of life.

I would never have become music director of the Chicago Symphony, which would have been an extremely sad loss.