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I draw from the Absurd three consequences: my revolt, my liberty, my passion.
I draw from the Absurd three consequences: my revolt, my liberty, my passion.
Take heed lest passion sway
Thy judgment to do aught, which else fee will
Would not admit.
Take heed lest passion sway
Thy judgment to do aught, which else fee will
Would not admit.
Passion is universal humanity. Without it religion, history, romance and art would be useless.
Passion is universal humanity. Without it religion, history, romance and art would be useless.
Passion is the genesis of genius.
Passion is the genesis of genius.
Mortal lovers must not try to remain at the first step; for lasting passion is the dream of a harlot read more
Mortal lovers must not try to remain at the first step; for lasting passion is the dream of a harlot and from it we wake in despair.
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!
Nevertheless the passions, whether violent or not, should never be so expressed as to reach the point of causing disgust; read more
Nevertheless the passions, whether violent or not, should never be so expressed as to reach the point of causing disgust; and music, even in situations of the greatest horror, should never be painful to the ear but should flatter and charm it, and thereby always remain music.
I simple cannot understand the passion that some people have for making themselves thoroughly uncomfortable and then boasting about it read more
I simple cannot understand the passion that some people have for making themselves thoroughly uncomfortable and then boasting about it afterwards.
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,