#pass

Each of us is born with a box of matches inside us but we can't strike them all by ourselves; just as in the experiment, we need oxygen and a candle to help. In this case, the oxygen, for example, would come from the breath of the person you love; the candle could be any kind of food, music, caress, word, or sound that engenders the explosion that lights one of the matches. ↗

— Laura Esquivel

#passion #water-for-chocolate #experience

All young people believed they were immortal, and he had personal experience of the methods they used to cull themselves - base-jumping, sky-diving, hard drugs, alcohol. Over the years he'd come to see solid sense in the ways so-called savage peoples formalised their rituals of manhood; without such regulation, young men seemed compelled to invent their own, even more lethal, rites of passage. ↗

— Alison Fell

#young-men #experience

Most of us care about one another. Human beings have considerably more in common with one another than they do differences. One’s religion, political persuasion, family, financial and social status, or vocation does not hamper the common thread of personal decency running through most of humankind. ↗

— Jon M. Huntsman Sr.

#empathy #ethics #family

People go to the movies instead of moving. Hollywood characters are supposed to have all the adventures for everybody in America, while everybody in America sits in a dark room and watches them have them. ↗

— Tennessee Williams

#adventure #audience #hollywood #movement #movies

The world had moved on and all that was over, done before fairly begun. ↗

— Stephen King

#life-lessons #love #time #time-passing #life

Feed the birds; those little acts of kindness will literally bring love and beauty to your backyard.Bring sacredness back to your life ↗

— Martin Suarez

#birds #compassion #kindness #life-lessons #love

Love and accept everyone for who they are, for where they are in life. That is compassion. ↗

— Kristi Bowman

#compassion #love #life

My lips are fierce with passion. My heart spins fiery beats. A rhythm lives within my fingers and dances in my feet. ↗

— Coco J. Ginger

#jamie-weise #love #passion #writer #writing

It is true, Monsieur," Raoule went on, shrugging her shoulders, "that I have had lovers in my life as I have books in my library, to know, to study. But I have had no passion, I have not written my own book yet! I always found myself alone when we were two. One is not weak when one remains master of one's self in the midst of the most stupefying pleasures. ↗

— Rachilde

#lust #passion #pleasure #life

And so, from the first, we separated our pleasure. She lay on the rug and I lay at right angles to her so that only our lips might meet. Kissing in this way is the strangest of distractions. The greedy body that clamors for satisfaction is forced to content itself with a single sensation and, just as the blind hear more acutely and the deaf can feel the grass grow, so the mouth becomes the focus of love and all things pass through it and are re-defined. It is a sweet and precise torture. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#kiss #love #the-passion #love