Passion doesn't look beyond the moment of its existence.

Passion doesn't look beyond the moment of its existence.

A man that seeks truth and loves it must be reckoned precious to any human society.

A man that seeks truth and loves it must be reckoned precious to any human society.

I just need enough to tide me over until I need more.

I just need enough to tide me over until I need more.

Strange that the vanity which accompanies beauty --excusable, perhaps, when there is such great beauty, or at any rate understandable read more

Strange that the vanity which accompanies beauty --excusable, perhaps, when there is such great beauty, or at any rate understandable --should persist after the beauty was gone.

I don't understand you. You don't understand me. What else do we have in common?

I don't understand you. You don't understand me. What else do we have in common?

To be able to say how much love, is love but little.

To be able to say how much love, is love but little.

Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the infinite.

Beauty itself is but the sensible image of the infinite.

It is the passion that is in a kiss that gives to it its sweetness; it is the affection in read more

It is the passion that is in a kiss that gives to it its sweetness; it is the affection in a kiss that sanctifies it.

What is passion? It is surely the becoming of a person. Are we not, for most of our lives, marking read more

What is passion? It is surely the becoming of a person. Are we not, for most of our lives, marking time? Most of our being is at rest, unlived. In passion, the body and the spirit seek expression outside of self. Passion is all that is other from self. Sex is only interesting when it releases passion. The more extreme and the more expressed that passion is, the more unbearable does life seem without it. It reminds us that if passion dies or is denied, we are partly dead and that soon, come what may, we will be wholly so.