SHE Is A Wonderful Romantic Poem With Billions of Lines. Even If I Could, I Wouldn’t Finish Reading HER In My Entire Life….

In the glowing evenings embedded within pearl sands of my Utopian lands and the skies dazzling with the beauty of a thousand melodic rainbows, feeling your tender touch, hearing your luring voice, merged with your...

That in itself made her a little intriguing and enticing. A woman who doesn’t know her own potential for passion

I’ll always choose you.” Yes that was the word. “Every single lifetime, I’ll choose you. Just as you have always chosen me. Forever.

How do you press a wildflower into the pages of an e-book?

I am lover of words… I am wickedly drunk with the magic of words… the poetic nature whispers through and to my very heart and soul.

I can’t find a man I want, and I’m beginning to think the problem is me. Maybe I expect too much. Maybe I’m holding out for something that doesn’t even exist.” She’d voiced her secret...

Love is not a hot-house flower, but a wild plant, born of a wet night, born of an hour of sunshine; sprung from wild seed, blown along the road by a wild wind. A wild...

I can’t need you, but I need you to need me. I know that makes me a selfish bastard but it’s all I can offer.

Do not turn to prayer only in times of grief, suffering and rage. Make prayer a habit whether you are blissful or sorrowful, serene or upset, clear or confused.

The key to finding your mission lies in listening to your heart and dancing to its beat.

I grew up seeing my parents perform and sing, and I just always wanted to be singing, too. Music has always been my deepest passion and what I felt most connected to.

No passion disturbs the soundness of our judgement as anger does.

Feeling too much is a hell of a lot better than feeling nothing.

I want to shake them for their ignorance and scream that their Sistine Chapel is filled with cracks.

Ordinary people can do extra ordinary things when they create opportunity towards their passion

Before he could say anything, “I told him; I have had my share of boys”.He drew me closer and said “let me your man then”.

I dreamed that you bewitched me into bedAnd sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.(I think I made you up inside my head.)

One play down and 497 to Go!

The thing you are passionate about is not random; it stems from an inner yearning. Don’t ignore it or allow others to talk you out of it. Go get it!

all my lifei have looked for poemsto elope with.

The world’s greatest achievers have been those who have always stayed focussed on their goals and have been consistent in their efforts.

I have fallen in love with writing, unknowingly. Instead of thinking whether people will like what I write or not, I decide to write only for one person- myself! I told myself that ‘I as...

The impetuous wind can ignite the fire or put it out.

He opened his eyes to reveal the storm within him. “My every instinct is telling me to have my way with you.” He was dead serious and my cheeks heated. Fire shone in his eyes...

The same hot lightning that burns your blood with passion–– cools your fears with peace.

I didn’t see my character, Core, as a cannibal but as somebody who is extremely passionate and who doesn’t have any conscience. She takes her passion to its complete extreme.

The reason can make as much damage as passion.

But at my back I always hear Time’s wingèd chariot hurrying near; And yonder all before us lie Deserts of vast eternity. Thy beauty shall no more be found; Nor, in thy marble vault, shall...

Follow your passion; Do not get married to it, though.

He’s got the same kind of passion I have. We’re kind of similar in a lot of ways. That’s why I think that’s what brought us together, the demeanor that we have to get better,...

I have learned that you can go anywhere you want to go and do anything you want to do and buy all the things that you want to buy and meet all the people that...

I write romance and passion to savour love twice, in the moment and in retrospect.

If left to my own simplistic devices and the sorely scant limits of my abilities, would I not die a death of the blandest sort imaginable? And should I not thank God that He graciously...

There is no time for cut-and-dried monotony. There is time for work. And time for love. That leaves no other time.

To love in the sense of passion-love is the contrary of to live. It is an impoverishment of one’s being, an askesis without sequel, an inability to enjoy the present without imagining it as absent,...

When you’re honest, what compares with the gorgeous thrill of sex? What brings you the same sense of wonder, pleasure, and fulfilment? I can’t think of anything as good.

Reading is my passion and my escape since I was 5 years old. Overall, children don’t realize the magic that can live inside their own heads. Better even then any movie.

In the future he would remember to be kinder to her clothing… provided she didn’t look so damn good in them.

I would rather a romantic relationship turn into contempt than turn into apathy. The passion in the extremities make it appear as though it once meant something. We grow from hot or cold, but lukewarm...

Love, far from being blind, is the very emotion that allows us to see.

Yes, in all my research, the greatest leaders looked inward and were able to tell a good story with authenticity and passion.

Redesign your image, make it brighter! You can’t wait for any other time, any other person or any other skill. Once you are convinced about your personal power, you can enter the race and change...

A confident woman wears a smile and has this air of comfortability and pleasantness about her.

Courage is the ability to execute tasks and assignments without fear or intimidation.

Give chance to your wheels to turn with their maximum potentials as long as your passion fuels your life. Don’t give up; you are about to make an overturn!

Dopo aver fatto l’amore, dormiremo abbracciati. La tua schiena contro il mio ventre. E io stringerò le dita dei piedi attorno alle tue caviglie, come delle mollette, perché tu non possa volar via la notte....

Our love was so hot it could melt the polar ice caps. In fact, my passion’s probably to blame for global warming.

As yet hath his knowledge not learned to smile, and to be without jealously ; as yet hath his gushing passion not become calm in beauty.

He makes His ministers a flame of fire. Am I ignitable? God deliver me from the dread asbestos of ‘other things’.