In the black of my midnight you're the star for me.

In the black of my midnight you're the star for me.

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.

I passionately hate the idea of being with it, I think an artist has always to be out of step read more

I passionately hate the idea of being with it, I think an artist has always to be out of step with his time.

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.

He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel
force,
Something better than his dog, read more

He will hold thee, when his passion shall have spent its novel
force,
Something better than his dog, a little dearer than his horse.

Only I discern
Infinite passion, and the pain
Of finite hearts that yearn.

Only I discern
Infinite passion, and the pain
Of finite hearts that yearn.

Our passions are like convulsion fits, which, though they make us stronger for the time, leave us the weaker ever read more

Our passions are like convulsion fits, which, though they make us stronger for the time, leave us the weaker ever after.

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,