Quotes About Impassioned

the highly respected macroeconomist Jeffrey Sachs has recently made an impassioned and well-argued case in his book The Price of Civilization that mindfulness needs to be at the heart of any attempt to resolve the major problems we face as a country and, by implication, as a world.

In his last impassioned speech, Stephen had claimed that the Temple was an insult to the nature of God: "The Most High does not live in a home that human hands have built.

The true function of art is to criticize, embellish and edit nature… the artist is a sort of impassioned proof-reader, blue penciling the bad spelling of God.

The past was nothing to her; offered no lesson which she was willing to heed. The future was a mystery which she never attempted to penetrate. The present alone was significant, was hers, to torture her as it was doing then with the biting which her impassioned, newly awakened being demanded.

Our President has given symbolic support to the National Day of Prayer but I believe that our nation needs an impassioned call to our collective knees.

Poetry is the breath and finer spirit of all knowledge; it is the impassioned expression which is the countenance of all science.

Quite unnecessary, either, ever to say pfui to him, for he was a most virtuous dog, protected from sin by absence of desires. What a contrast to his impassioned predecessor!

I mean, we bonded doing blow in the bathroom when we were doing our clinical rotations. It was 1987—who wasn't getting high? But…." He sighed, and Mackey realized his voice had gotten really impassioned.

Did she think ginger cookies a substitute for impassioned longings and mad, wild, glamorous adventures?

And I seemed to discern a power and meaning in the old, which the more impassioned would not allow.

Nothing is more interesting than repressed emotion. The appearance of sardonic coldness and stoicism which has deceived you is but a hollow mockery; beneath it I secrete a maelstrom of impassioned feeling and a mausoleum of blighted hopes.

Carried away. He got a little carried away. This is like saying Hitler was a tad aggressive.

In these unquenchable desires we feel The thirsty future's dominant appeal; And through the fire of our impassioned dust A thousand ancestors their loves reveal.

Supporters were heartened when hawkish Democrat Tom McIntyre of New Hampshire decided to deliver an impassioned speech attacking "the bully boys of the radical Right." He told his wife as he left for the floor, "Come and watch me lose my seat.

I do hope you have not made it an impassioned speech, the duke said doubtfully. That would not be my style at all, you know.

The true function of art is to criticize, embellish and edit nature… the artist is a sort of impassioned proof-reader, blue penciling the bad spelling of God.

As she walked slowly down the hall, she could hear them arguing - nothing violent, nothing impassioned. But then, she'd not have expected that. Cavendish tempers ran cold, and they were far more likely to attack with a frozen barb than a heated cry.

They are good evidence to prove that poems which seem often to be constructed of arbitrary surreal symbols are really impassioned reorganizations of relevant fact.

Oftentimes it's easier for lunatics to attract impassioned followers than it is for sensible people to get people to listen to reason. People are often more willing to believe lies than the truth. Lies can be made to sound pleasant. The truth, by its very nature, isn't always so attractive.

The death cry of that hen imprinted itself on the boy's memory so hauntingly that in 1958 he wrote an impassioned attack on the guillotine. As a result, in part, of that polemic, capital punishment was abolished in France. Who is to say, then, that the hen did not speak?

Great wisdom is generous; petty wisdom is contentious. Great speech is impassioned, small speech cantankerous.

Impassioned in his gesticulation, his voice persuasive, his smile fascinating, his reasoning clear and consequential, he held his listeners fast for all the time he spoke. He

I'm sorry if this all seems a little rushed and desperate. It is.

What is poetry but impassioned truth — philosophy in its essence — the spirit of that bright consummate flower, whose root is in our bosoms?