Quotes About Passion

I am not retiring. Writers don't retire. Writers never stop writing.

I'd asked around 10 or 15 people for suggestions. Finally one lady friend asked the right question, 'Well, what do you love most?' That's how I started painting money.

Love and sex can go together and sex and unlove can go together and love and unsex can go together. But personal love and personal sex is bad.

I wonder if it's possible to have a love affair that lasts forever.

No amount of cajolery, and no attempts at ethical or social seduction, can eradicate from my heart a deep burning hatred for the Tory Party. So far as I am concerned they are lower than vermin.

No attempt at ethical or social seduction can eradicate from my heart a deep burning hatred for the Tory Party. So far as I am concerned they are lower than vermin.

I'm actually living my life with the material I choose to work with.

I don't have incredible knowledge about films or of filmmaking history I'm not that kind of person.

And I'd add that every good thing has its disadvantages, and the disadvantage of love is precisely that it leaves room for nothing else, not even the prudence of ferrets.

El corazón de un joven tiene más ímpetu para la vida y el amor y para la enfermedad y el odio.

Doré mi sol así las olas y la espuma que en tu cuerpo canta, canta -más por tus senos que por tu garganta- do re mi sol la si la sol la si la.

It is, perhaps, a better thing to be valued only as an object of passion than never to be valued at all. I had never been so absolutely the mysterious other. I had become a kind of phoenix, a fabulous beast; I was an outlandish jewel.

And I could believe that it has been the same with him; he was alive from the desire of the woods.

She plays chess from the passions and I play it from logic and she usually wins. Once, I took her queen and she hit me." Though, he recalled, not sufficiently brutally to require that he tie her wrists together with his belt, force her to kneel and beat her until she toppled over sideways. She raised a strangely joyous face to him; the pallor of her skin and the almost miraculous lustre of her eyes startled and even awed him.

It would mean that the castle is not yet generating enough eroto-energy.

You're nothing but the furious invention of my virgin nights.

To obtain his precious orgasm, the libertine must now hunt it down single-mindedly through seas of blood and excrement.

She has no mouth with which to kiss, no hands with which to caress, only the fangs and talons of a beast of prey

I desire therefore I exist.

Love is desire sustained by unfulfilment.

but a man in love is as restless as a lion and as impatient as a puppy.

I'm looking for a guy who makes you want to dance and write poetry all day long.

If he had been, say, the Count of Monte Cristo, he would have drawn from his pocket a small and exquisitely wrought phial, two drops from which would have brought the colour to her cheeks. Her dark eyes might then have rested with gratitude on her deliverer; she might have languidly extended her hand for him to kiss, a thought at which he was so overcome that he had to stop for a moment and recover himself.

The air for miles round Angkor Wat was thick with renunciation. Mrs. Rivers saw herself clearly in the moonlight outside the great ruins. Slim and alluring she stood in her riding-kit. No one would have taken her for forty-eight. Her intelligence, her mocking wit, her disillusionment with life, all these availed her naught against the overpowering passion of a late flowering love.