Reason, ruling alone, is a force confining, and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction. Therefore, read more

Reason, ruling alone, is a force confining, and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction. Therefore, let your soul exalt your reason to the height of passion!

Life is action and passion; therefore it is required of a man that he should share the passion and action read more

Life is action and passion; therefore it is required of a man that he should share the passion and action of the time, at peril of being judged not to have lived.

Passion, though a bad regulator, is a powerful spring.

Passion, though a bad regulator, is a powerful spring.

But, children, you should never let
Such angry passions rise;
Your little hands were never made
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But, children, you should never let
Such angry passions rise;
Your little hands were never made
To tear each other's eyes.
- Isaac Watts,

Alas, why gnaw you so your nether lip?
Some bloody passion shakes your very frame.
These are read more

Alas, why gnaw you so your nether lip?
Some bloody passion shakes your very frame.
These are portents; but yet I hope, I hope,
They do not point on me.

The more intensely we feel about an idea or a goal, the more assuredly the idea, buried deep in our read more

The more intensely we feel about an idea or a goal, the more assuredly the idea, buried deep in our subconscious, will direct us along the path to its fulfillment.

Passion makes idiots of the cleverest men, and makes the biggest idiots clever.

Passion makes idiots of the cleverest men, and makes the biggest idiots clever.

All the passions are nothing else than different degrees of heat
and cold of the blood.
[Fr., Toutes read more

All the passions are nothing else than different degrees of heat
and cold of the blood.
[Fr., Toutes les passions ne sout autre chose que les divers
degres de la chaleur et de la froideur du sang.]

Without passion man is a mere latent force and possibility, like the flint which awaits the shock of the iron read more

Without passion man is a mere latent force and possibility, like the flint which awaits the shock of the iron before it can give forth it's spark.