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f10d4e9 Passion is of the nature of seed, and finds nourishment within, tending to a predominance which determines all currents towards itself, and makes the whole life its tributary. passion seed George Eliot
0b337ca Love? You have no understanding that to love is to give, not to take. passion Ted Dekker
4a2fe8f It took so long to find you...and now I don't want it to change. I want it all set in amber. I want us and nobody else in the most selfish way you can imagine. I can't help it--I'm old-fashioned. I believe marriage is between a man and a man. jealousy passion love joyful-living selfishness possessiveness desire Armistead Maupin
09435ba Passion is like the lightening, it is beautiful and it links the earth to heaven, but it blinds. passion H. Rider Haggard
8a605a4 "Beneath the face of anyone you ever loved for true - anyone you love, you will always love, love is not at the mercy of time and it does not recognize death, they are strangers to each other - beneath the face of the beloved, however ancient, ruined, and scarred, is the face of the baby your love once was, and will always be, for you. Love serves, then, if memory doesn't, and passion James Baldwin
108fe31 Passion is destructive. It destroyed Antony and Cleopatra, Tristan and Isolde, Parnell and Kitty O'Shea. And if it doesn't destroy it dies. It may be then that one is faced with the desolation of knowing that one has wasted the years of one's life, that one's brought disgrace upon oneself, endured the frightful pang of jealousy, swallowed every bitter mortification, that one's expended all one's tenderness, poured out all the riches of one's soul on a poor drab, a fool, a peg on which on hung one's dreams, who wasn't worth a stick of chewing gum. passion love passion-is-destructive W. Somerset Maugham
ea4d611 "Because he is good and kind," she explained softly, then went on. "Because he treats me like a princess. Because he makes me laugh. Because he makes me happy. Because he took the trouble to read to me when I could not read to myself. Because he fed me and gave me wine when I could not eat or drink at balls. Because when he kisses me my toes curl, and when he makes love to me I cannot contain my passion." passion love-is-blind makes-me-laugh toes-curl kisses Lynsay Sands
1afff43 Buttercup dried her tears and began to smile. She took a deep breath, heaved a sigh. It was all part of growing up. You got these little quick passions, you blinked, and they were gone. You forgave faults, found perfection, fell madly; then the next day the sun came up and it was over. Chalk it up to experience, old girl, and get on with the morning. passion youth growing-pains experience William Goldman
658a11f That night two lovers whispering under the lead canopy of the church were killed by their own passion. Their effusion of words, unable to escape through the Saturnian discipline of lead, so filled the spaces of the loft that the air was all driven away. The lovers suffocated, but when the sacristan opened the tiny door the words tumbled him over in their desire to be free, and were seen flying across the city in the shape of doves. words passion love Jeanette Winterson
2c55617 She pressed her mouth to his throat, his shoulder, would have absorbed him into her skin if she'd known a way. kissing sex passion love mouth sensuality Nora Roberts
aa5db94 I am a woman first of all. At the core of my work was a journal written for the father I lost, loved and wanted to keep. I am personal. I am essentially human, not intellectual. I do not understand abstract act. Only art born of love, passion, pain. pain passion women love diary Anaïs Nin
ef76785 "I couldn't talk about it, about them--not yet. So I breathed "Later" and hooked my feet around his legs, drawing him closer. I placed my hands on his chest, feeling the heart beating beneath. This--I needed this right now. It wouldn't wash away what I'd done, but ... I needed him near, needed to smell and taste him, remind myself that he was real--this was real. "Later," he echoed, and leaned down to kiss me. It was soft, tentative--nothing like the wild, hard kisses we'd shared in the hall of throne room. He brushed his lips against mine again. I didn't want apologies, didn't want sympathy or coddling. I gripped the front of his tunic, tugging him closer as I opened my mouth to him. He let out a low growl, and the sound of it sent a wildfire blazing through me, pooling and burning in my core. I let it burn through that hole in my chest, my soul. Let it raze through the wave of black that was starting to press around me, let it consume the phantom blood I could still feel on my hands. I gave myself to that fire, to him, as his hands roved across me, unbuttoning as he went. I pulled back, breaking the kiss to look into his face. His eyes were bright--hungry--but his hands had stopped their exploring and rested firmly on my hips. With a predator's stillness, he waited and watched as I traced the contours of his face, as I kissed every place I touched. His ragged breathing was the only sound--and his hands soon began roaming across my back and sides, caressing and teasing and baring me to him. When my traveling fingers reached his mouth, he bit down on one, sucking it into his mouth. It didn't hurt, but the bite was hard enough for me to meet his eyes again. To realize that he was done waiting--and so was I. He eased me onto the bed, murmuring my name against my neck, the shell of my ear, the tips of my fingers. I urged him--faster, harder. His mouth explored the curve of my breast, the inside of my thigh. A kiss for each day we'd spent apart, a kiss for every wound and terror, a kiss for the ink etched into my flesh, and for all the days we would be together after this. Days, perhaps, that I no longer deserved. But I gave myself again to that fire, threw myself into it, into him, and let myself burn." kissing passion high-fae high-lord feyre tamlin intimate late making-love Sarah J. Maas
957510e But it wasn't the right season to lift off. Not yet. I sat in my apartment and looked out over the city, and I just didn't feel any passion to write about the place. I didn't give a damn about local politics; I wasn't moved by the issues. I missed home. And I was frustrated by people who actually thought the world was a centre and that centre was here. 'The world's a sphere, everyone,' I wanted to say. 'The centre of a sphere doesn't lie on its surface. Look up the word 'superficial', when you have a chance. passion writing sphere surfaces superficiality new-york-city Mohsin Hamid
0b2c031 Celui qui n'est pas passionne devient tout au plus un pedagogue; c'est toujours par l'interieur qu'il faut aller aux choses, toujours, toujours en partant de la passion. passion Stefan Zweig
bde3845 "In ancient Rome, when a victorious general paraded through the streets, legend has it that he was sometimes trailed by a servant whose job it was to repeat to him, " Memento Mori": Remember you will die. A reminder of mortality would help the hero keep things in perspective, instill some humility. Job's memento mori had been delivered by his doctors, but it did not instill humility. Instead he roared back after his recovery with even more passion. The illness reminded him that he had nothing to lose, so he should forge ahead full speed. " He came back on a mission," said Cook. " Even though he was now running a large company, he kept making bold moves that I don't think anybody else would have done." passion risk Walter Isaacson
5fb286d At the same time, eroticism in the home requires active engagement and willful intent. It is an ongoing resistance to the message that marriage is serious, more work than play; and that passion is for teenagers and the immature. We must unpack our ambivalence about pleasure, and challenge our pervasive discomfort with sexuality, particularly in the context of family. Complaining of sexual boredom is easy and conventional. Nurturing eroticism in the home is an act of open defience. marriage passion eroticism sexuality pleasure Esther Perel
3d4be44 When the old poets made some virtue their theme, they were not teaching but adoring, passion leadership Alister E. McGrath
0028a52 He sees passion in her gray eyes, and it scares him as all passion scares him, his own included. passion John le Carré
bc0a3b1 A kind of annihilation, was what Serena called their coupling, and though Pemberton would never have thought to describe it that way, he knew her words had named the thing exactly. sex passion Ron Rash
f096815 To die, he thought, was to escape passion's grasp, but that was the last thing he wanted. Instead he wished to be seized by passion and pinioned, held in its palm forever--he could not imagine any other existence as embracing any real happiness. passion happiness David Guterson
bfc80e1 Passion out of passion's obstacles. passion obsession Jeanette Winterson
d55c635 If there is any good in life, in history, in my own past, I invoke it now. I invoke it with all the passion with which I have lived. history passion goodness past life Elizabeth Kostova
9512b82 Yes, when I get big and have my own home, no plush chairs and lace curtains for me. And no rubber plants. I'll have a desk like this in my parlor and white walls and a clean green blotter every Sunday night and a row of shining yellow pencils always sharpened for writing and a golden-brown bowl with a flower or some leaves or berries always in it and books...books..books. library passion life flowers Betty Smith
a4b25b4 You know not, yet, the sort of love that strikes like a lightning bold; that clutches hold of you by the heart, as irrevocably as death; that becomes the lodestar by which you steer the rest of your life. true-love passion love obsessive-love juliet-marillier passionate obsession Juliet Marillier
2af640a People do understand the language of the heart, you know, even if the head does not always comprehend it. romantic passion romance love regency-romance regency Mary Balogh
94830e0 A woman may get to love by degrees--the best fire does not flare up the soonest. passion timing patience George Eliot
90e49b6 How can intemperate minds be free when they're slaves to their own passions? passion intemperate slave minds Francine Rivers
2c4297f Dave and Serge...played the Fiddler's Elbow as if it were Giants Stadium, and even though it was acoustic, they just about blew the place up. They were standing on chairs adn lying on the floor, they were funny, they charmed everyone in the pub apart from an old drunk ditting next to the drum kit...who put his fingers firmly in his ears during Serge's extended harmonica solo. It was utterly bizarre and very moving: most musicians wouldn't have bothered turning up, let alone almost killing themselves. And I was reminded...how rarely one feels included in a live show. Usually you watch, and listen, and drift off, and the band plays well or doesn't and it doesn't matter much either way. It can actually be a very lonely experience. But I felt a part of the music, and a part of the people I'd gone with, and, to cut this short before the encores, I didn't want to read for about a fortnight afterward. I wanted to write, but I didn't want to read no book. I was too itchy, too energized, and if young people feel like that every night of the week, then, yes, literature 's dead as a dodo. (Nick's thoughts after seeing Marah at a little pub called Fiddler's Elbow.) reading passion music live-band performance Nick Hornby
d1abaa2 There have been men in arid deserts where the sun has so disfigured them that they have become things of horror - parched and blackened, twisted and torn. Their eyes run blood, their tongues are bitten through - and then they come upon water. I know, because I was one of their number. passion Daphne du Maurier
9bc9c26 Mariac tells us about the books he's read, the painters he's liked, the plays he's seen. He finds himself by looking in the works of others. He defines his own faith by a passionate anger against Gide the Luciferian. Reading his 'memories' is like meeting a man on a train who says, 'Don't look at me; that's misleading. If you want to know what I'm like, wait until we're in a tunnel, and then study my reflection in the window.' You wait, and look, and catch a face against a shifting background of sooty walls, cables, and sudden brickwork. The transparent shape flickers and jumps, always a few feet away. You become accustomed to its existence, you move with its movements; and though you know its presence is conditional, you feel it to be permanent. Then there is a wail from ahead, a roar and a burst of light; the face is gone for ever. existence passion life condition misleading Julian Barnes
357e9dc You despise the real bourgeois classes for all their snobbishness and their snobbish voices and ways. You do, don't you? Yet all you put in their place is a horrid little refusal to have nasty thoughts or do nasty things or be nasty in any way. Do you know that every great thing in the story of art and every beautiful thing in life is actually what you call nasty or has been caused by feelings that you would call nasty? By passion, by love, by hatred, by truth. Do you know that? hatred thoughts feelings passion beauty life love truth bourgeois despise horrid refusal snobbish snob classes nasty snobbishness class beautiful thought John Fowles
a4d0ba4 What if the heart, for its own unfathomable reasons, leads one willfully and in a cloud of unspeakable radiance away from health, domesticity, civic responsibility and strong social connections and all the blandly-held common virtues and instead straight toward a beautiful flare of ruin, self-immolation, disaster?...If your deepest self is singing and coaxing you straight toward the bonfire, is it better to turn away? Stop your ears with wax? Ignore all the perverse glory your heart is screaming at you? Set yourself on the course that will lead you dutifully towards the norm, reasonable hours and regular medical check-ups, stable relationships and steady career advancement the New York Times and brunch on Sunday, all with the promise of being somehow a better person? Or...is it better to throw yourself head first and laughing into the holy rage calling your name? want passion identity destructiveness health need Donna Tartt
4ba8953 When you're young it's easy to confuse passion for love. passion Lisa Unger
e59fe9f Was she acting entirely consciously? No: women are always sincere, even in the midst of their most shocking duplicities, because it is always some natural emotion which dominates them. Perhaps, having given this young man such a hold on her, by having openly demonstrated her affection for him, Delphine was merely responding to a sense of personal dignity, which led her either to revoke any concessions she might have made or, at least, to enjoy suspending them. Even at the very moment when passion seizes her, it is perfectly natural for a Parisian woman to delay her final fall, as a way of testing the heart of the man into whose hands she is about to deliver herself and her future! passion future heart love duplicities pretend test sincerity Honoré de Balzac
9b51922 ...the antidote to death was and always would be the heat and fury of life itself. sex passion life A.J. Hartley and David Hewson
31b2e3a Yet any distinction between literature and life is misleading. Literature for me is not merely the best part of life; it is itself the form of life, which has no other form. passion love Harold Bloom
2047c67 Nobody works harder at learning than a curious kid. passion parenthood Thomas L. Friedman
60a1f9a I think this is an alarming trend, Bethany, this whole 'passionate' thing. I'm guessing it started about four years ago, and it's driving me nuts. Let's be practical: Earth was not built for six billion people all running around and being passionate about things. The world was built for about twenty million people foraging for roots and grubs. [...] My hunch is that there was some self-help bestseller a few years back that told people to follow their passion. What a sucky expression. I can usually tell when people have recently read that book because they're a bit distracted, and maybe they've done their hair a new way, and they're always trying to discuss the Big Picture of life and failing miserably. And then, when you bump into them again six months later, they appear haggard and bitter, the joy drained from them-and this means that the universe is back to normal and that they've given up searching for a passion they're doomed to never find. Want a chocolate? passion life wisdom Douglas Coupland
d115b59 [H]e initially conceived of Olivier as a man of the greatest promise destroyed by a fatal flaw, the unreasoning passion for a woman dissolving into violence, desperately weakening everything he tried to do. For how could learning and poetry be defended when it produced such dreadful results and was advanced by such imperfect creatures? At least Julien did not see the desperate fate of the ruined lover as a nineteenth-century novelist or a poet might have done, recasting the tale to create some appealing romantic hero, dashed to pieces against the unyielding society that produced him. Rather, his initial opinion -- held almost to the last -- was of Olivier as a failure, ruined by a terible weakness. passion poetry love romanticism perception Iain Pears
b92d6d6 I propitiated the knife-wielding deities with presents of books. The gifts to them and the head of nursing were also meant to acknowledge that although people get paid to do their jobs, you cannot pay someone to do their job passionately and wholeheartedly. Those qualities are not for sale; they are themselves gifts that can only be given freely, and are in many, many fields. passion work giving Rebecca Solnit
06b589d "No matter how they fought they had always been like this: balanced between anger and passion, between hurt and glory. passion couples Christina Dodd
dbc7899 This form of love is like the pain of childbirth: so intense it's hard to remember afterwards, passion love intense love-hurts obsession Margaret Atwood
405971d They are boiling with the pressured energy of explosive forces confined in a small space, and with the fervor of all religious movements in their early, purist stages. It is not enough to give lip service and to believe in equal pay: there has to be a conversion, from the heart. Or so they imply. passion women fervor Margaret Atwood
35297b5 You are not by any manner of means the sort of woman I am in search of as a wife, and I am in a totally different universe from the husband you hope to find. But I feel a powerful urge to kiss you, for all that. marriage passion romance love regency-romance Mary Balogh
7f1faae In the chaos of sentiments and passions which defend a barricade, there is something of everything; there is bravery, youth, honor, enthusiasm, the ideal, conviction, the eager fury of the gamester, and above all, intervals of hope. passion youth hope enthusiasm les-misérables honor Victor Hugo
91b81be In truth, philosophy is the mode of thought shaped by the most radical form of prejudice: the passion of being-in-the-world. With the sole exception of specialists in the field, virtually everyone senses that anything which offers less than this passion play remains philosophically trivial. Cultural anthropologists suggest the appealing term 'deep play' for the comprehensively absorbing preoccupations of human beings. From the perspective of a theory of the practising life we would add: the deep plays are those which are moved by the heights. passion philosophy deep-play Peter Sloterdijk
2843c03 ...a love more binding than physical affection, some tar-pit of the soul where I might flop around and malinger for years. passion Donna Tartt
e1baaee The hope is always here, always alive, but only your fierce caring can fan it into a fire to warm the world. passion Susan Cooper
a752bb7 Love, they say, enslaves and passion is a demon and many have been lost for love. I know this is true, but I know too that without love we grope the tunnels of our lives and never see the sun. passion Jeanette Winterson
752ad0c Tacos will grow on Christmas trees before I learn to carry a tune. Fortunately, it doesn't matter. In karaoke, talent means nada; enthusiasm is everything. What I lack in talent, I make up for in passion. Hence my karaoke problem. passion karaoke Rob Sheffield
f06c345 "I could never, I knew then, lose myself "in love." Margery had accused me of coldness, and she was right, but she was also wrong: For me, for always, the paramount organ of passion was the mind. Unnatural, unbalanced, perhaps, but it was true: Without intellect, there could be no love." passion independence romance feminist love feminist-quotes sherlock intellect mystery Laurie R. King
bf9b134 The four points of the compass be logic, knowledge, wisdom and the unknown....To bow before the one is to lose sight of the three. passion reason Roger Zelazny
0e2ff9b "She's drawn to me just as I'm drawn to her. She can't keep away. She circles, forced to keep her distance, afraid of abandoning her husband and, even more, her son for too long. But she keeps coming, like a moth to my candle, staying longer than she should, leaving late for dinners and birthday parties, singeing her wings. She's risking her marriage for me, her family, her reputation. And I, the moth circling her candle, realize that she's not just a candle. She's a moth as well, circling me. I look at her and see myself reflected, my feelings, my desires. And she, looking at me, must see herself. And which of us is moth and which is candle hardly seems to matter. We're both the same. That's the secret. What moths never tell us as they whirl in their dances. What Manucci learned at Pak Tea House. What sufis veil in verse. I turn her around and look into her eyes and see the wonder in them that must be in mine as well, the wonder I first saw on our night of ecstasy, and I feel myself explode, expand, fill the universe, then collapse, implode like a detonation under water, become tiny, disappear. I'm hardly aware of myself, of her, when I open my mouth. There is just us, and I speak for us when I speak, and I must be trembling and crying, but I don't even know if I am or what I'm doing. I just say it. "I love you." And I lose myself in her eyes and we kiss and I feel myself becoming part of something new, something larger, something I never knew could be. Union. There are no words." passion love encircle union moth sufism Mohsin Hamid
f0f3f06 ... somewhere in my heart, however, I continued to believe that intense and lasting love was possible only in a climate of somewhat tumultuous passions. This, I felt, consigned me to being with a man whose temperament was largely similar to my own. I was late to understand that chaos and intensity are no substitute for lasting love, nor are they necessarily an improvement on real life. Normal people are not aways boring. On the contrary. It has been with pleasure, and not inconsiderable pain, that I have learned about the possibilities of love - its steadiness and its growth... madness passion love normality Kay Redfield Jamison
437f8fe She's finished her cigarette but hasn't put it out properly, so it's still smoking in the ashtray. I crush mine into it, grinding until both stop burning. passion love smoke Mohsin Hamid
8f8aa0d Give me passion -- and compassion -- any day. passion Jim Butcher
0cfee0b She now felt an incessant and universal numbness. loss passion darkness love numbness existentialism Gustave Flaubert
fb19c8a For, without love, pleasure withers quickly, becomes a foul taste on the palate, and pleasure's inventions are soon exhausted. There must be a soul within the body you are holding, a soul which you are striving to meet, a soul which is striving to meet yours. sex passion soul James Baldwin
1c7a50a Passion sits on the skull Of Humanity, And this infidel enthroned Laughs shamelessly, And gaily blows round bubbles That will fly, As if to join with worlds Deep in the sky. Rising on high, the frail Luminous globe, Shatters and bursts its slim soul Like a dream of gold. I hear at each bubble, the skull Moan and contend: 'This vicious, ridiculous game, When will it end? What you are blowing away Again and again, You murderous fiend, is my body My blood and my brain! passion love Charles Baudelaire
8ca7141 People will change their habits quickly IF they have a strong reason for doing so. passion leadership motivation Thomas L. Friedman
6c3ea4d "A man is always right to pursue the thing he loves. passion death love john-grady Cormac McCarthy
0ae8b16 I don't sit around waiting for passion to strike me. I keep working steadily, because I believe it is our privilege as humans to keep making things. Most of all, I keep working because I trust that creativity is always trying to find me, even when I have lost sight of it. passion inspiration waiting-for-ideas waiting-for-inspiration writers-block writer-s-block Elizabeth Gilbert
49fcc37 ..And because he was still able to move his hands - Morrie always spoke with both hands waving - he showed great passion when explaining how you face the end of life. ill passion death life hands wait decision way-of-life Mitch Albom
7fd324c These conquerors of the world are slaves to their passions, and someday their passions will bring them down. passion world slave Francine Rivers
29d2528 Few people, very few, have a treasure, and if you do you must hang on to it. You must not let yourself be waylaid and have it taken from you. passion Alice Munro
724db5f Messy love is better than none. I guess. I'm no authority on sane living. sanity passion love messy-love Margaret Atwood
4a0f448 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. passion valentine lucifer sin Lawrence Durrell
19785d1 Reason Develops Passion, Passion Creates Motivation, Motivation is the driving force behind all actions = GREAT RESULTS. passion inspirational-quotes motivation results motivational-quote work-ethic Ray Mancini
4194d9e "I'm renowned within the ton as being cool under fire- around you, I'm never cool. I'm heated- I seethe- I burn with desire. If I'm in the same room, all I can think about is heat- your heat- and how you'll feel around me." Patience felt the heat rise, a real force between them. "I've gained the reputation of being the soul of discretion- now look at me. I've seduced my godmother's niece- and been seduced by her. I share her bed openly, even under my godmother's roof." His lips twisted wryly. "So much for discretion." He drew a deep breath; his chest brushed her breasts. "And as for my vaunted, up-until-you 'legendary' control- the instant I'm inside you that evaporates like water on hot steel." What prompted her Patience never knew. His lips were so close- with her teeth, she nipped the lower. "I told you to let go- I won't break." The tension, pouring off him in waves, eased, just a little. He sighed, and rested his forehead on hers. "I don't like losing control- it's like losing myself- in you." She felt him gather himself, felt the tension swell and coalesce about them. "It's giving myself to you- so that I'm in your keeping." The words, low and gravelly, rolled through her; closing her eyes, she drew in a shallow breath. "And you don't like doing that." "I don't like it- but I crave it. I don't approve of it, yet I yearn for it." His words feathered her cheek, then his lips touched hers. "Do you understand? I haven't any choice." Patience felt his chest swell as he drew a deep breath. "I love you." She shivered, eyes shut tight, and felt the world shift about her. "Losing myself in you- giving my heart and soul into your keeping- is part of that." His lips brushed hers in an inexpressibly tender caress. "Trusting you is part of that. Telling you I love you is part of that." His lips touched hers; Patience didn't wait for more. She kissed him. Letting go of the post, she slid her hands up, framing his face, so she could let him know- let him feel- her response to all he'd said. He felt it, sensed it- and reacted; his arms locked tight about her. She couldn't breathe, but she didn't care. All she cared about was the emotion that held them, that flowed so effortlessly between them. Silver and gold, it wound about them, investing each touch with its magic. Silver and gold, it shimmered about them, and quivered in their fractured breaths. It was immediate compulsion and future promise, heavenly delight and earthly pleasure. It was here and now- and forever." true-love passion patience-and-vane vane-cynster i-love-you desire Stephanie Laurens
843216f Passionate people are great about discovering what lights their fire and going for it. They might be encouraged by others who share their passion, but they don't rely on others to tell them what they need to do or how they need to do it. integrity passion confidence communication-quotes first-impressions motivational-speaker susan-young relationship-quotes communication-skills Susan C. Young
a6cd15d He spoke as if the answer were a matter of indifference to him. But it was not so. For all his pain, he longed to see the author of it. Although he hated Margaret at times, when he thought of that gentle familiar attitude and all the attendant circumstances, he had a restless desire to renew her picture in his mind--a longing for the very atmosphere she breathed. He was in the Charybdis of passion, and must perforce circle and circle ever nearer round the fatal centre. passion north-and-south Elizabeth Gaskell
2a7162d El matrimonio sin pasion es como la comida sin sal. passion Isabel Allende
005c0d3 "...But I do like the idea of household gods--shall we get some? A set of little statues and bring the boys up to believe in them?" "I hope they believe in something," said Elspeth. 'Imagaine believing in nothing at all--not even in love, or justice, or any of the things that can make people passionate." "Such as a country?" Elspeth thought about this. "I suppose there are lots of people who believe in Scotland. Or the European Union, for that matter. Their belief anables them to ... well, to talk about the future with enthusiasm. They don't like things as they are and they are convinced that things will be much improved once they are otherwise." "Well, why not?" asked Matthew. "I didn't say there was any reason why not. I'm just commenting on that sort of belief. The trouble is that it might make discussion difficult. If somebody believes to strongly in one particular solution to the world's problems, then it may obscure the nuances. That's all I was saying." Elspeth paused. "They may not see that there are others who have a different view. You can love things in a whole lot of different ways, can't you?" passion opinions Alexander McCall Smith
6584d47 Curiosity - if not desire, if not plain kindness - might have led him to greater zeal. passion openness ministry Geraldine Brooks
6f96a0a Desire. Enthusiasm. Purpose. Pleasure. Delight. Peace. Power. However you define passion, it is at the heart of your motivation. integrity passion confidence communication-quotes first-impressions motivational-speaker susan-young relationship-quotes communication-skills Susan C. Young
dad51cc Vane held the reins of his desire in a grip of iron and refused to let his demons loose. Deep, primal instincts urged him on; experience held him back. She'd never yielded her mouth to any man, never shared her lips willingly. He knew that absolutely, sensed the truth in her untutored response, read it in her lack of guile. But she was rising to him, her passion, her desire, answering his call, sweet as the dew on a crisp spring morning, virginal as snow on an inaccessible peak. He could reach her- she would be his. But there was no need for any hurry. She was untouched, unused to the demands of a man's hands, a man's lips, much less a man's body; if he pressed too fast, she'd turn skittish and balk. And he'd have to work harder to bring her to his bed. Angling his head over hers, he kept every caress slow, every plundering stroke deliberate. Passion lay heavy, languid, almost somnolent between them; as he claimed every sweet inch of the softness she offered him, he laced the heady sensation into every caress, and let it sink into her senses. It would lie there, dormant, until next time he touched her, until he called it forth. He would let it rise by degrees, feed it, nurture it until it became the inescapable compulsion that would, in the end, bring her to him. He would savor her slowly, savor her slow surrender- all the more sweet because the end was never in doubt. kissing passion first-time patience-and-vane patience-debbington vane-cynster Stephanie Laurens
5bebf07 "When your passion is aligned with your purpose, you are unstoppable! It is in that zone of high octane congruence that you are turned on and "cooking with gas." integrity passion confidence communication-quotes first-impressions motivational-speaker susan-young relationship-quotes communication-skills Susan C. Young
9a2c1b9 Passion is the fire that gets us moving and keeps us motivated regardless of what roadblocks impede the way. integrity passion confidence communication-quotes first-impressions motivational-speaker susan-young relationship-quotes communication-skills Susan C. Young
cfb49a9 When people are not passionate about their goals, everything is more of a struggle. integrity passion confidence communication-quotes first-impressions motivational-speaker susan-young relationship-quotes communication-skills Susan C. Young
6f0e12e When you want something badly enough, it does not matter whether it is going to be easy. The passion will push you forward. integrity passion confidence communication-quotes first-impressions motivational-speaker susan-young relationship-quotes communication-skills Susan C. Young
933d978 When we are deeply passionate about something, the obstacles or challenges are diminished by sheer will and desire. integrity passion confidence communication-quotes first-impressions motivational-speaker susan-young relationship-quotes communication-skills Susan C. Young
ea59fb1 Sharing your passion with others will not only enlighten them to your dedication and commitment, it can enable you to garner their participation, collaboration, cooperation, and endorsement. integrity passion confidence communication-quotes first-impressions motivational-speaker susan-young relationship-quotes communication-skills Susan C. Young
70a1290 When a person exudes passion, it is evident that they love what they are doing. Their passion projects an aura of confidence and decisiveness. integrity passion confidence communication-quotes first-impressions motivational-speaker susan-young relationship-quotes communication-skills Susan C. Young
40cf204 Passion is not just about the object of your focus or desires--it is the compelling emotion, fulfillment, and intense enthusiasm that it engenders. integrity passion confidence communication-quotes first-impressions motivational-speaker susan-young relationship-quotes communication-skills Susan C. Young
5600cc6 Feeling passion fuels your spirit and feeds your joy. integrity passion confidence communication-quotes first-impressions motivational-speaker susan-young relationship-quotes communication-skills Susan C. Young
4f5596f Passion is a catalyst for action and provides you with the emotional stamina to stick with it, regardless of the obstacles. integrity passion confidence communication-quotes first-impressions motivational-speaker susan-young relationship-quotes communication-skills Susan C. Young
2aea15d To be truly satisfied that your life is well-lived, the object of your passion is something you feel you must be, do, or have. What lights your fire? integrity passion confidence communication-quotes first-impressions motivational-speaker susan-young relationship-quotes communication-skills Susan C. Young
8fb7656 When passion is lit, the fire permeates your being with the positive expectation that all is well and everything will turn out great. integrity passion confidence communication-quotes first-impressions motivational-speaker susan-young relationship-quotes communication-skills Susan C. Young
a8b2a54 Every day should have threads of passionate pursuits within it. integrity passion confidence communication-quotes first-impressions motivational-speaker susan-young relationship-quotes communication-skills Susan C. Young
7d4270c Think of the times in your life when you have been deeply passionate about something. Whether it is for your family, a cause, a person, an adventure, a hobby, a career, a love for music, or even going to the beach--your passion for it helps you tap into your unique personal power to live and love your life out loud. integrity passion confidence communication-quotes first-impressions motivational-speaker susan-young relationship-quotes communication-skills Susan C. Young
cc605b2 No pasa nada por fuera. Eso es verdad. [...] Pero ni tu ni nadie puede vigilar por el interior de los pechos. passion love hiding-feelings secret-love secrets Federico García Lorca
76e8ef3 What turns you on, tunes you in, and lights your fire? integrity passion confidence communication-quotes first-impressions motivational-speaker susan-young relationship-quotes communication-skills Susan C. Young
f1f15d6 Why, Mr. Anderson?, Why, why?. Why do you do it? Why, why get up?. Why keep fighting?. Do you believe you're fighting...for something?. For more than your survival?. Can you tell me what it is?. Do you even know?; Is it freedom?, Or truth?. Perhaps peace?. Could it be for love? Illusions, Mr. Anderson. Vagaries of perception. Temporary constructs of a feeble human intellect trying desperately to justify an existence that is without meaning or purpose. And all of them as artificial as the Matrix itself, although... only a human mind could invent something as insipid as love. You must be able to see it, Mr. Anderson. You must know it by now, You can't win. It's pointless to keep fighting. Why, Mr. Anderson?. Why?, Why do you persist?. Agent Smith ( Matrix Revolutions Movie, 2003 ). existence passion freedom persistence love truth why-we-live illusions matrix why perception human-beings survival survival-instinct win fight William Irwin
9481d86 "Obituaries are just like biographies, only shorter. They remind us that interesting, successful people rarely lead orderly, linear lives. I defy you to find a single obituary that begins, "Jane Doe won the Nobel Prize in large part because she was admitted to a prestigious, highly selective preschool. After that, everything just kind of fell into place." Instead, you will read about dead ends, lucky coincidences, quirky habits, excessive self-confidence (often interspersed with bursts of excessive self-doubt), and a lot of passion for something." -- passion success Charles Wheelan
106c59a On the one side there were those who claimed that love, if it be allowed bat all, must be kept tame by marriage vows and family ties so that its fiery heat warms the hearth but does not burn down the house. On the other there were those who believed that only passion freed the soul from its mud-hut, and that only by loosing the heart like a coursing hare and following it until sundown could a man or woman sleep quietly at night. passion romance spirit lust soul Jeanette Winterson
119fb1d Even his own speeches bored him. passion enthusiasm vocation charisma job Barbara W. Tuchman
658232e Somewhere between fear and sex. Somewhere between God and the devil passion is and the way there is sudden and the way back is worse. sex passion Jeanette Winterson
c93c93d Somewhere between fear and sex. Somewhere between God and the devil passion is and the way there is sudden and the way back is worse. I'm surprised at myself talking in this way. sex passion Jeanette Winterson
a6b35b8 I'm never tempted by God but I like his trappings. Not tempted but I begin to understand why others are. With this feeling inside, with this wild love that threatens, what safe places might there be? Where do you store gunpowder? How do you sleep at night again? If I were a little different I might turn passion into something holy and then I would sleep again. passion Jeanette Winterson
88e0bc1 Seuls les enfants solitaires peuvent contenir toute leur passion; les autres, a trop causer eventent leurs sentiments en public, les emoussent en vaines confidences. passion lonely Stefan Zweig
e648632 At some times in our lives, our passion makes us perpetrators of hurt and loss. At other times we are the ones who are hurt--all in the name of art. Sometimes we get what we want. Sometimes we pay for another to get what he or she wants. pain passion Susan Vreeland
bcedeb3 Gasping desperately, she clenched her hands on his shoulders, fingers sinking deep. His lips firmed, he suckled gently- Patience felt the earth quake. The heat of his mouth shocked her- the wet sweep of his tongue scalded her. She gave a strangled cry. That sound, keenly feminine, acutely evocative, caught and focused Vane's attention. Focused every hunter's instinct. Desire heightened, need escalated. His demons turned frenzied- her siren's song lured them on. Urged him on. Compulsion swelled- tense, turbulent, powerful. Desire seethed hotly. He drew a ragged breath- And remembered- all he'd nearly forgotten, all her wild responses had driven from his mind. This was one seduction he had to, need to, manage perfectly- this time, there was meaning beyond the act. Seducing Patience Debbington was too important to rush- conquering her senses, her body, was only the first step. He didn't want her just once- he wanted her for a lifetime. Dragging in a shuddering breath, Vane caught hold of his reins and hauled his impulses up short. Something in him wailed with frustration. He shut his mind to the relentless pounding of his arousal. And set himself to soothe hers. He knew how. There were planes of warm desire on which women could float, neither driven, nor quiescent, but simply buoyed on a sea of pleasure. With hands and lips, mouth and tongue, he soothed her fever flesh, took the sting from her aches, the edge from her passion, and eased her into that pleasured sea. Patience was beyond understanding- all she knew was the peace, the calm, the profound pleasure that welled and washed through her. Content, she flowed with the tide, letting her senses stretch. The whirling that had disoriented her slowed; her mind steadied. Full consciousness, when it came, was no shock; the continuing touch of Vane's hands, the artful caress of his lips, his tongue, were familiar- no threat. passion patience-and-vane sensations pleasure Stephanie Laurens
0d42573 Patience's breath caught. Her lids fell. Wordlessly, she lifted her face, offering her lips. He took them, took her- as their lips fused, Patience felt his hands slide lower, deliberately tracing the ripe hemispheres of her bottom. He filled his hands, then kneaded- heat spread, prickling over her skin, leaving it fevered. Cupping her firm flesh, he molded her to him, easing her deeper into the V of his braced thighs. She felt the evidence of his desire, felt the hard, heavy, throbbing reality pressed against her soft belly. He held her there, senses fully awake, fully aware, for one achingly intense instant, then his tongue slowly surged, thrusting deep into the softness of her mouth. Patience would have gasped, but she couldn't. The evocative caress, his unhurried possession of her mouth, sent heat rolling through her. It pooled, hot and heavy, in her loins. As the kiss drew her in, drew her deeper, a heady languor spread, weighting her limbs, slowing her senses. But not muting them. She was achingly aware. Aware of the hardness that surrounded her, of the steely flex of hard muscle about her. Of her tightly furled nipples pressed hard to the wall of his chest; of the softness of her thighs held intimately against him. Of the relentless, driving passion he ruthlessly held back. That last was a temptation, but one so potently, preeminently dangerous not even she dared prod it. Not yet. There were other things she'd yet to learn. passion patience-and-vane desire Stephanie Laurens
c4f7b9c "You're rather good at this, aren't you?" And she didn't just mean his reading of Gerrard. Vane's grin converted to a rakish smile. "I'm rather good at lots of things." His voice had lowered to a rumbling purr. He leaned closer. Patience tried, very hard, to ignore the vise slowly closing about her chest. She kept her eyes on his, drawing ever nearer, determined that she wouldn't- absolutely would not- allow her gaze to drop to his lips. As her heartbeat deepened, she raised one brow challengingly. "Such as?" By the time Patience reached that conclusion, she was utterly breathless- and utterly enthralled by the heady feelings slowly spiraling through her. Vane's confident possession of her lips, her mouth, left her giddy- pleasurably so. His hard lips moved on hers, and she softened, not just her lips, but every muscle, every limb. Slow heat washed through her, a tide of simple delight that seemed to have no greater meaning, no deeper import. It was all pleasure, simple pleasure. With a mental sigh, she lifted her arms and draped them over his shoulders. He shifted closer. Patience thrilled to the slow surge of his tongue against hers. Boldly, she returned the caress, the muscles beneath her hands tensed. Emboldened, she let her lips firm against his, and reveled in his immediate response. Hard transmuted to harder; lips, muscles, all became more definite, more sharply defined. It was fascinating- she became softer- he became harder. And behind his hardness came heat- a heat they both shared. It rose like a fever, turning the swirling pleasure hot. Beyond the caress of his lips, he hadn't touched her, yet every nerve in her body was heating, simmering with sensation. The warm tide spread, swelled; the temperature increased. And she was flushed, restless- wanting." passion patience-and-vane pleasure Stephanie Laurens
7bb83ba The things that make a great job great...are rare and valuable. If you want them in your working life, you need something rare and valuable to offer in return In other words, you need to be good at something before you can expect to get a good job. passion success skills value job Cal Newport
5ade18b 1. Men are easy to please but are not pleased for long before some new novelty must delight them. 2. Men are easy to make passionate but are unable to sustain it. 3. Men are always seeking soft women but find their lives in ruins without strong women. 4. Men must be occupied at all times otherwise they make mischief. 5. Men deem themselves weighty and women light. Therefore it is simple to tie a stone round their necks and drown them should they become too troublesome. 6. Men are best left in groups by themselves where they will entirely wear themselves out in drunkenness and competition. While this is taking place a woman may carry on with her own life unhindered. 7. Men are never never to be trusted with what is closest to your heart, and if it is they who are closest to your heart, do not tell them. 8. If a man asks you for money, do not give it to him. 9. If you ask a man for money and he does not give it to you, sell his richest possession and leave at once. 10. Your greatest strength is that every man believes he knows the sum and possibility of every woman. money men passion women trust gender-relations perception power rules Jeanette Winterson
8bbb117 Sublime, close at hand but mysterious With the living silence of the rose. passion subtlety Adolfo Bioy Casares
ec40773 Colonel Fedmahn Kassad knew only that all the great passions of a passionate life had led him to this place and to this moment, and if death awaited him here, then so be it. And if love and glory and a victory that would make Valhalla quake awaited, then so be it. passion love yperion valhalla soldier Dan Simmons
e1fd7ce In the lives of saints I look for confirmation of excess. To them it is not strange to spend nights on a mountain or to forgo food. For them, the visionary and the everyday coincide. Above all, they have no domestic virtues, preferring intensity to comfort. Despite their inhospitable ways, they ferment with unexpected life, like those bleak railway cuttings that host horizontal dandelions. They know there is no passion without pain. pain passion religion visionaries saints intensity Jeanette Winterson
d841675 She grew in secret, away from their eyes. Outwardly she was obedient and loving, but inside she was feeding a hunger-- passion Jeanette Winterson
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