There is a third quality to friendship, and it is not as easy to put into a single word. The right word, literally, is "sympathy" - sym-pathos, common passion. This means that friendships are discovered more than they are created at will.
Timothy J. KellerTags: friend friendship passion
What began with exuberance and passion always ended with terse accusations and hateful words, with rage and weeping fits.
Khaled HosseiniThey are boiling with the pressured energy of explosive forces confined in a small space, and with the fervor of all religious movements in their early, purist stages. It is not enough to give lip service and to believe in equal pay: there has to be a conversion, from the heart. Or so they imply.
Margaret AtwoodTags: passion women feminism fervor
Her passions were narrow but deep.
Toni MorrisonTags: passion dreams dream passions
Once you see that your skin and your gift are two sides of the same coin, you can never forget it. It preserves religion from any arrogance and denial.
Richard RohrGod seems to be about turning our loves around and using them toward the great love that is their true object.
Richard RohrTags: passion emotion desire idolatry regeneration
Adam stared down at me, his expression thunderous. “It was you. I know it was you.”
My head was rocking side to side before I could stop it. “No.” I wrenched my hand free of his. “You’re wrong.”
“I’m not!” Anger blazed hot behind his eyes as they burned into me. “Look at me, Kia! Look me in the eye and tell me you’re not her.
Tags: passion lies romance desire young-adult coming-of-age high-school young-love masquerade airicka-phoenix finding-kia
Loosers want it but only through the easy way. If action taking were like reading a story book, loosers would only love to open the picture pages
Israelmore AyivorTags: reading passion easy loss read book laziness action failure food-for-thought hard-work lose pages act picture lazy page win cheap winner looser do-it work-hard take-action winners extra-mile israelmore-ayivor easy-way loose picture-pages story-book
If passion was a substance I would say it is dark brown, and then blood red. It's like wet grass, tons of it soaked in mud. It's warm and it stinks like shit and it's unaccountably and endlessly good. It's thick and it goes on for miles and it isn't so much deep as bottomless and it holds you in its grip, you never drown. And then it goes. That's all you know.
Eileen MylesTags: fear passion poetry emotions feelings poet inferno deep substance mud eileen-myles thick
Hear this now. Nothing, not even death, will keep me from loving you. Though this body may wither and become a dry shell, my spirit will pursue you until the end of time. We will never be apart.” He covered her mouth with his and tasted her blood. Trailing tender kisses across her cheek and jawline, he nestled against her neck. “Eternally yours,” he whispered. She clutched his head and offered her throat. “Together forever,” she responded. Broderick hesitated, her erratic pulse beating against his tongue. “Give me peace,” she whispered in a tortured breath. “Do this for me.” “I will love you forever, Davina.” His fangs pierced her cool skin and Broderick drank the life from his wife, granting her wish…and tormenting his already damned soul.
Arial BurnzTags: love passion soul devotion soulmates
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