#pass

Most people - and I'm guilty of it as well - think of passion as hot, fiery, impulsive. But listening to you made me realize that passion can be a deep, warm, steady flame too. The kind of fire that keeps a man warm at night - or melts an ice wall that would drown a flashier spark. ↗

— Rowan Speedwell

#passion #love

The only way is to teach with love, which requires looking beyond what seems, and remembering we create with our judgements. ↗

— Bryant McGill

#love #passion #understanding #love

All love may begin by being passionate, especially for younger people. But in the process of living together, they have to learn and practice love, so that selfishness--the tendency to possess--will diminsh, and the elemetns of understanding and gratitude will settle in, little by little, until their love becomes nourishing, protecting, and reassuring," (41). ↗

— Thích Nhất Hạnh

#passion #selfishness #life

I don’t know. I don’t know, Jess,” he said as a sob shuddered through him. “Because I am a damned fool. Fuck! I have everything I want right in front of me, I love you so damned much I can’t think straight, and then it’s like…I don’t know, like I’m so afraid of losing you, that I keep pushing you away so maybe I’ll stop caring as much and then it won’t hurt as bad if I do lose you. It’s so fucking twisted even I don’t understand it. ↗

— M.L. Rhodes

#love #passion #love

In his forty-third year William Stoner learned what others, much younger, had learned before him: that the person one loves at first is not the person one loves at last, and that love is not an end but a process through which one person attempts to know another. They were both very shy, and they knew each other slowly, tentatively; they came close and drew apart, they touched and withdrew, neither wishing to impose upon the other more than might be welcomed. Day by day the layers of reserve that protected them dropped away, so that at last they were like many who are extraordinarily shy, each open to the other, unprotected, perfectly and unselfconsciously at ease. Nearly every afternoon, when his classes were over, he came to her apartment. They made love, and talked, and made love again, like children who did not think of tiring at their play. The spring days lengthened, and they looked forward to the summer. ↗

— John Williams

#love #passion #renewed #sex #love

At its strongest and wildest and most authentic, love is a demon. It is a religion, a high-risk adventure, an act of heroism. Love is ecstasy and injury, transcendence and danger, altruism and excess. In many ways, it is a divine madness. ↗

— Cristina Nehring

#divine-madness #excess #love #passion #risk

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. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#passion #love

This spicy historical will steal your breath, and capture your heart. -Susan Sigler, Love Romance Passion ↗

— Terry Spear

#love-romance-passion #susan #love

Yesterday's tomorrow brought us close.... Tomorrow's yesterday pulled us apart again. Between yesterdays and tomorrows, a life lived ! We blossomed and wilted, blossomed and wilted again ! ↗

— Deeba Salim Irfan

#love #passion #time #tomorrow #yesterday

The Noblest form of Affection ↗

— Oscar Wilde

#love #male #men #passion #love