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Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship.
Between men and women there is no friendship possible. There is passion, enmity, worship, love, but no friendship.
And you, brave Cobham! to the latest breath
Shall feel your ruling passion strong in death.
And you, brave Cobham! to the latest breath
Shall feel your ruling passion strong in death.
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.
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.
Search then the ruling passion; there alone,
The wild are constant, and the cunning known;
The fool read more
Search then the ruling passion; there alone,
The wild are constant, and the cunning known;
The fool consistent, and the false sincere;
Priests, princes, women, no dissemblers here.
Passion makes idiots of the cleverest men, and makes the biggest idiots clever.
Passion makes idiots of the cleverest men, and makes the biggest idiots clever.
He submits to be seen through a microscope, who suffers himself to be caught in a fit of passion.
He submits to be seen through a microscope, who suffers himself to be caught in a fit of passion.
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.
Jealousy would be far less torturous if we understood that love is a passion entirely unrelated to our merits.
Jealousy would be far less torturous if we understood that love is a passion entirely unrelated to our merits.
