Quotes about Passion

Love is, without question, life's greatest experience.

Wrong selection of a vocation. No man can succeed in a line of endeavor which he does not like.

Dean's eyes were studying me. You have a way with words. What kind of writing do you want to do? Articles for Dad's paper, to start. What do you want to write about? I paused, suddenly uncertain about how much to share. Dean's eyes were reassuring. When I know more, I'd like to write about deeper things.

There's fire in you, Julie. I can see you out there in the street, carrying a banner for all the underprivileged people of the world.

I'm not scared of it... I feel that I am a cat lady, I'm a little bit crazy because I love them so much and I dedicate my life to them.

I'll only pick up my guitar if something is knocking on the door. Once the melodies have sort of been bothering me for a time, then I pick up my guitar and try to find them. But only if they want to be found.

When I started in 'Drag Race,' I didn't know anything about drag - my makeup was a mess, my hair was a mess, but I love what I was doing.

I just love being in the studio, and that's kind of what I do when I'm not on the road. I'm just in the studio messing with stuff, and I love playing all the instruments.

You just go out and do the best that you can. I think people feel that, and they embrace it, and it's a part of what makes Metallica special.

Ask me not where I live or what I like to eat . . . Ask me what I am living for and what I think is keeping me from living fully that.

The light of truth burns without a flicker in the depths of a house that is shaken with storms of passion and fear.

If you want to identify me, he says to the British officers who are questioning him, ask me not where I live, or what I like to eat, or how I comb my hair, but ask me what I think I am living for, in detail, and ask me what I think is keeping me from living fully for the thing I want to live for. Between these two answers you can determine the identity of any person. page 25 in the book called, The Man in the Sycamore Tree by Edward Rice