Quotes about passion

A passionate man turneth even good into evil and easily believeth evil; a good, peaceable man converteth all things into good.

I am like a mariner born and bred on board a buccaneer brig whose soul has become so inured to storm and strife that if cast ashore he would weary and languish no matter how alluring the shady groves and how bright the gentle sun.

When the sword is once drawn, the passions of men observe no bounds of moderation. The suggestions of wounded pride, the instigations of irritated resentment, would be apt to carry the States against which the arms of the Union were exerted, to any extremes necessary to avenge the affront or to avoid the disgrace of submission. The first war of this kind would probably terminate in a dissolution of the Union.

Why has government been instituted at all? Because the passions of men will not conform to the dictates of reason and justice, without constraint.

Manfred was not one of those savage tyrants who wanton in cruelty unprovoked. The circumstances of his fortune had given an asperity to his temper, which was naturally humane; and his virtues were always ready to operate, when his passions did not obscure his reason.

Let men tremble to win the hand of woman, unless they win along with it the utmost passion of her heart.

The Italians are not passionate: passion has deep reserves. They are easily moved, and often affectionate, but they rarely have any abiding passion of any sort.

It was not necessary to design buildings any longer, only to photograph them; the architect with the best library was the best architect. […]

Henry Cameron had nothing to offer against this; nothing but a faith he held merely because it was his own. He had nobody to quote and nothing of importance to say. He said only that the form of a building must follow its function; that the structure of a building is the key to its beauty; that new methods of construction demand new forms; that he wished to build as he wished and for that reason only. […]

Men hate passion, any great passion. Henry Cameron made a mistake: he loved his work. That was why he fought. That was why he lost.

Wicked people have nothing human about them except passions: they are almost their virtues.

Tenderness is the repose of passion.

Little people have few passions, they hardly have anything but needs.

Does talent have any need of passions? Yes, of many passions — repressed.