When the habitually even-tempered suddenly fly into a passion, that explosion is apt to be more impressive than the outburst read more

When the habitually even-tempered suddenly fly into a passion, that explosion is apt to be more impressive than the outburst of the most violent amongst us.

Passion is the genesis of genius.

Passion is the genesis of genius.

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.

Nothing great in the world has ever been accomplished without passion.

Nothing great in the world has ever been accomplished without passion.

Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus, but use all gently. For in the very read more

Nor do not saw the air too much with your hand, thus, but use all gently. For in the very torrent, tempest, and as I may say, whirlwind of passion, you must acquire and beget a temperance that may give it smoothness.

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.

Give me that man
That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him
In my heart's read more

Give me that man
That is not passion's slave, and I will wear him
In my heart's core, ay, in my heart of heart,
As I do thee.

Difference of object does not alter singleness of passion. It
merely intensifies it. We can have but one great read more

Difference of object does not alter singleness of passion. It
merely intensifies it. We can have but one great experience at
best, and the secret of life is to reproduce that experience as
often as possible.

O that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth!
Then with passion would I shake the world,
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O that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth!
Then with passion would I shake the world,
And rouse from sleep that fell anatomy
Which cannot hear a lady's feeble voice,
Which scorns a modern invocation.