Quotes About Passion

All cowardice comes from not truly loving, or at least, not loving well.

You can write any time people will leave you alone and not interrupt you. Or rather you can if you will be ruthless enough about it. But the best writing is certainly when you are in love.

I love thee and thou art so lovely and so wonderful and so beautiful and it does such things to me to be with thee that I feel as though I wanted to die when I am loving thee.

You'll ache. And you're going to love it. It will crush you. And you're still going to love all of it.

Once writing has become your major vice and greatest pleasure only death can stop it.

I'd like to destroy you a few times in bed.

You have always written before and you will write now. All you have to do is write one true sentence. Write the truest sentence that you know

What you tell me about in the nights. That is not love. That is only passion and lust. When you love you wish to do things for. You wish to sacrifice for. You wish to serve.

He had loved too much, demanded too much, and he wore it all out.

Because we would not wear any clothes because it was so hot and the windows open and the swallows flying over the roofs of the houses and when it was dark afterward and you went to the window very small bats hunting over the houses and close down over the trees and we would drink capri and the door locked and it hot and only a sheet and the whole night and we would both love each other all night in the hot night in Milan. That was how it ought to be.

Besides, I'm not jealous. I'm just so in love with you that there isn't anything else.

I kissed her neck and shoulders. I felt faint with loving her so much.

There is nothing to writing. All you do is sit down a a typewriter and bleed. E. Hemmingway We don't write to be understood, we write to understand......... Love yourself. Dare to dream. Live on purpose!

Never delay kissing a pretty girl or opening a bottle of whiskey.

Do you always get so hungry when you make love?" "When you love somebody.

I never had to choose my subject- my subject rather chose me.

I am so in love with you that there isn't anything else.

I wanted it so much. I don't know why I wanted it so much.

When I saw her I was in love with her. Everything turned over inside of me.

Good. I go. And if thou dost not love me, I love thee enough for both.

You loved him when he was alive and you loved him after. If you love him, it is not a sin to kill him. Or is it more?

It had been wonderful and they had been truly happy and he had not known that you could love anyone so much that you cared about nothing else and other things seemed inexistent.

Love is a dunghill, and I'm the cock that gets on it to crow.

He wanted to write about country so it would be there like Cezanne had done it in a painting. You have to do it from inside yourself... You could do it if you wanted to fight for it. If you'd lived right with your eyes.