#pass

Love born in the brain is more spirited, doubtless, than true love, but it has only flashes of enthusiasm; it knows itself too well, it criticizes itself incessantly; so far from banishing thought, it is itself reared only upon a structure of thought. ↗

— Stendhal

#passion #psychology #thought #love

He could have watched her all night. He could watch her for an eternity and still never be able to capture the essence of what it is that makes ‘love’. ↗

— Dianna Hardy

#eternity #hunger #love #loving #lust

Whatever may have been said of the satiety of pleasure and of the disgust which usually follows passion, any man who has anything of a heart and who is not wretchedly and hopelessly blasé feels his love increased by his happiness, and very often the best way to retain a lover ready to leave is to give one's self up to him without reserve. ↗

— Théophile Gautier

#passion #romance #seduction #love

Oh God, let me not be cured of love, but let my passion grow! Let me love for love's sake! ↗

— Diane Wolkstein

#love #passion #love

Humans have long since possessed the tools for crafting a better world. Where love, compassion, altruism and justice have failed, genetic manipulation will not succeed. ↗

— Gina Maranto

#empathy #love #love

A soft mist blew around them. Raindrops glistened in his hair, shimmering under the pale glow of the light post. His eyes were shadowed beneath wispy fringes, but the silver in them glinted like pools of liquid mercury. Her breath caught. It must have made a sound because his fingers tightened. His shaky exhale whispered across her face. “This,” he whispered so quietly she almost didn’t hear him. “Is why you are so bad for me. ↗

— Airicka Phoenix

#dangerous-games #mystery-suspense #passionate-love #thriller #young-adult

Sam loved to listen to music and make his own songs, to wear soft velvets, to play in the castle kitchen beside the cooks, drinking in the rich smells as he snitched lemon cakes and blueberry tarts. His passions were books and kittens and dancing, clumsy as he was. ↗

— George R.R. Martin

#interests #passions #love

We were compatible beyond compare ↗

— Obengbia Leyony

#heart #love #wisdom #love

A single act of kindness is like a drop of oil on a patch of dry skin - seeping, spreading, and affecting more than the original need. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#charity #compassion #giving #kindness #love

The fiery tickle of outrage burned up her throat. “How the hell would you know that when you never gave me a chance?” Something dark and scorching flickered behind his eyes. “Because no other girl has ever made me want to forget all my own rules for them. ↗

— Airicka Phoenix

#dangerous-games #mystery-suspense #passionate-love #thriller #young-adult