All Quotes By Tag: Passion
“I’d never dreamed anybody could love me the way he did. And even when he proved it to me time and again – I still could hardly believe it was true.”
“I raised you so high that every other man on earth is now doomed to live in your shadow.”
“He looked at me like I was the stars when all I’d ever felt like was the dark nothingness between them.”
“You have a God. You have a mind. You have a will. And somewhere you have a passion. And if you have enough faith to believe in the first and exercise the rest, you can achieve the impossible.”
“It is my passion to rise to great heights, but instead I dig holes where I plummet to great depths. And when will I learn that God trades shovels for wings?”
“Let me be the drink in your cup. I know how to intoxicate you.”
“Oh, we were so wrong for each other, but the things we did to each other felt so right.”
“I tasted danger on his lips and became an addict.A slave to adrenaline and irrational behaviour.We lived recklessly in a dramatic whirl;Clubbing and Cutting,Drinking and Driving,Fighting and Fucking,Smoking and Snorting,Overdoing and Overdosing. I tasted danger on his lips and lost my way.”
“As often as we made love I remembered what my poet told me, that this man was born of a goddess, the force that moves the stars and the waves of the sea and couples the animals in the fields in spring, the power of passion, the light of the evening star.”
“What will they say about my poetrywho never touched my blood?Que diran de mi poesialos que no tocaron mi sangre?”
“brave love, dreamnot of staunching such strict flame, but come,lean to my wound; burn on, burn on.”
“I Have Loved Hours at SeaI have loved hours at sea, gray cities,The fragile secret of a flower,Music, the making of a poemThat gave me heaven for an hour;First stars above a snowy hill,Voices of people kindly and wise,And the great look of love, long hidden,Found at last in meeting eyes.I have loved much and been loved deeply—Oh when my spirit’s fire burns low,Leave me the darkness and the stillness,I shall be tired and glad to go.”
“I want to read every book that’s writtenhear every song that was sungI want to gaze at every cloudand hold the zing of each fruit on my tongue.”
“Now therefore, while the youthful hue Sits on thy skin like morning dew, And while thy willing soul transpiresAt every pore with instant fires, Now let us sport us while we may, And now, like amorous birds of prey, Rather at once our time devour Than languish in his slow-chapt power.”
“Live as many lives as you can.”
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