But this had been a sin of passion, not of principle, nor even purpose.
It is a revenge the devil sometimes takes upon the virtuous, that he entraps them by the force of the very passion they have suppressed
and think themselves superior to.
There is no end. There is no beginning. There is only the passion of life.
Be still when you have nothing to say; when genuine passion moves you, say what you've got to say, and say it hot.
Intellectual passion drives out sensuality
Clarity of mind means clarity of passion, too; this is why a great and clear mind loves ardently and sees distinctly what he loves.
Great dancers aren't great because of their technique; they are great because of their passion.
Patience and time do more than strength or passion.
Endurance is the crowning quality, And patience all the passion of great hearts
No passion so effectually robs the mond of all its poers of acting and reasoning as fear.
Anger is a momentary madness, so control your passion or it will control you.
Revenge is the act of passion, vengeance is an act of justice.
I have a passion for the name of "Mary," For once it was a magic sound to me, And still it half calls up the realms of fairy, Where I beheld what never was to be.
Destiny has a constant passion for the incongruous.
Wine gives courage and makes men more apt for passion.
Vanity is a strange passion; rather than be out of a job it will brag of its vices.
It takes great passion and great energy to do anything creative, especially in the theater. You have to care so much that you can't sleep, you can't eat, you can't talk to people. It's just got to be right. You can't do it without that passion.
Where a man has a passion for meditating without the capacity of thinking, a particular idea fixes itself fast, and soon creates a mental disease
There is a passion for hunting something deeply implanted in the human breast.
I only wish to be the fountain of love from which you drink, every drop promising eternal passion.
The more extreme and the more expressed that passion is, the more unbearable does life seem without it. It reminds us that if passion dies or is denied, we are partly dead...
Love withers with predictability; its very essence is surprise and amazement. To make love a prisoner of the mundane is to take its passion and lose it forever.
You can fake your age or mask it, but the passion that moves the characters has to be real.
Dispassionate objectivity is itself a passion, for the real and for the truth.
Sympathy constitutes friendship; but in love there is a sort of antipathy, or opposing passion. Each strives to be the other, and both together make up one whole.