Passion Quotes

A surging, seething, murmuring crowd of beings that are human only in name, for to the eye and ear they seem naught but savage creatures, animated by vile passions and by the lust of vengeance and of hate. ~ The Scarlet Pimpernel by Baroness Emmuska Orczy He could not forget the touch of her arms around his neck, impatiently felt as it had been at the time; but now the recollection of her clinging defence of him, seemed to thrill him through and through,--to melt away every resolution, all power of self-control, as if it were wax before a fire. ~ North and South by Elizabeth Gaskell The book of female logic is blotted all over with tears, and Justice in their courts is for ever in a passion. ~ The Virginians by William Makepeace Thackeray Constantly just to herself, mind! This is the quality of true passion. ~ Sandra Belloni by George Meredith It is an uneasy lot at best, to be what we call highly taught and yet not to enjoy: to be present at this great spectacle of life and never to be liberated from a small hungry shivering self--never to be fully possessed by the glory we behold, never to have our consciousness rapturously transformed into the vividness of a thought, the ardor of a passion, the energy of an action, but always to be scholarly and uninspired, ambitious and timid, scrupulous and dim-sighted. ~ Middlemarch by George Eliot His soul was sensitive without being enthusiastic: it was too languid to thrill out of self-consciousness into passionate delight; it went on fluttering in the swampy ground where it was hatched, thinking of its wings and never flying. ~ Middlemarch by George Eliot There is a sort of jealousy which needs very little fire: it is hardly a passion, but a blight bred in the cloudy, damp despondency of uneasy egoism. ~ Middlemarch by George Eliot He was gradually discovering the delight there is in frank kindness and companionship between a man and a woman who have no passion to hide or confess. ~ Middlemarch by George Eliot Picnics are very dear to those who are in the first stage of the tender passion. ~ Our Derby Sweepstakes by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle It was the last weakness he meant to indulge in; and a man never lies with more delicious languor under the influence of a passion than when he has persuaded himself that he shall subdue it to-morrow. ~ Adam Bede by George Eliot