#pass

Tell the truth. Sing with passion. Work with laughter. Love with heart. 'Cause that's all that matters in the end. ↗

— Kris Kristofferson

#end #heart #in the end #laughter #love

For passion, like crime does not sit well with the sure order and even course of everyday life. It welcomes every loosening of the social fabric, every confusion and affliction visited upon the world, for passion sees in such a disorder a vague hope of finding advantage for itself. ↗

— Christopher Rice

#love #passion #life

With horror he saw that her hair was already afire as the tarred stake burned about her head. He held her agonized gaze with his fierce black eyes. "I'll love you forever, and beyond," he vowed as he raised both arms and plunged his sword into her heart. ~Marcus Magnus ↗

— Virginia Henley

#passion #sacrifice #love

The point is not that this world is too sad to love or too glad not to love; the point is that when you do love a thing, its gladness is a reason for loving it, and its sadness a reason for loving it more. ↗

— G.K. Chesterton

#gladness #love #sadness #love

I'll be honest with you here... I'd describe it as a wild, almost uncontrollable need to be a part of that person's life. A passion, really. Yes - in fact, the best way of describing it is if you lost everything - your job, your home, your car - but that person was still by your side, none of it would really matter. ↗

— Jessica Thompson

#passion #life

Each guy stamped the passport of my heart. “You’re worthy.” Stamp. “You’re enough.” “You have not failed completely.” Stamp, stamp. ↗

— Kimberly Novosel

#heart #loss #lost #love #passport

Love isn't something to be given on whim, or shelved when it isn't convenient. Love is gift, a promise, and a belief in another person. If you treat it as such, it will fulfill you always ↗

— Brian MacLearn

#love #passion #life

To feel physically comfortable with someone else's body is not a decision you make. It has very little thing to do with how two people think or act or talk or even look. The mysterious magnet is either there, buried somewhere deep behind the sternum, or it is not. ↗

— Elizabeth Gilbert

#passion #sex #love

Do they still hurt?" she whispered in anguished surprise. "No," Jason said tautly. Shame washed over him in sickening waves as he waited helplessly for her inevitable reaction to the stark evidence of his humiliation. To his utter disbelief he felt her arms encircle him from behind and the touch of her lips on his back. "How brave you must have been to endure this," she whispered achingly, "how strong to survive it and go on living..." When she began kissing each scar, Jason rolled to his side and jerked her into his arms. "I love you," he whispered agonizedly, plunging his hands into her luxuriant hair and turning her face up to his. "I love you so much... ↗

— Judith McNaught Once and Always

#lovers #once-and-always #passion #romance #love

Guilt loves the passive. ↗

— Jonathan Price

#passive #love