“Do you know how many things you destroy just because you re too lazy to stay dedicated to your goal.”
“Take that risk, maybe you’ll end up with nothing in hand or maybe it would be the most successful experience you’ll ever face.”
“He who says he does something, let him do it to the best of his ability: with passion, conviction and excellence; skillfully. This is the only way we change the world.”
“A salaried man may quit after a single try, a motivated man may quit after the tenth try, but only a bored man; a truly bored man will try till thousands of times and will continue till infinity and beyond.”
“People can only inspire you for a moment, but only the fire within keeps that inspiration lit.”
“Sensuality is a spiritual skill, not a natural one.”
“The passion I have for what could be viewed as a futile pursuit has made me strong, and it is this that gives me the confidence required to lead a self-determined life.”
“Ask yourselves a question “Over 6,000 years old Guru-Shishya tradition survived, rather still prevalent and thriving, is due to whose passion - Guru’s or Shishyas’?” Only those who dedicate themselves to Guru’s Passion make history eventually!”
“Il vero amore resiste nei secoli”
“A sensual woman ignites depths in you that lay dormant.”
“one does not often speak of what one cares for most of all.”
“You needed a fire inside you, the kind that kept you passionately invested in the here and now, the kind that made you want to shape what was happening rather than letting it shape you.”
“Pleasure is deserted, a false satisfaction, and is temporary. Passion is eternal, encompasses the aura of contentment.”
“Freya’s eyes flash wide. “Oh!” She bobs a curtsy and speaks softly. “Your Highness. My lady. Forgive me. I was going to stoke the fire in the bedroom.” What a coincidence, I think. I was considering the very same thing. I turn to Harper before my thoughts can get ahead of me.”
“Freya’s eyes flash wide. “Oh!” She bobs a curtsy and speaks softly. “Your Highness. My lady. Forgive me. I was going to stoke the fire in the bedroom.” What a coincidence, I think. I was considering the very same thing. I turn to Harper before my thoughts can get ahead of me. “I should leave you to your rest.” I bow, then take her hand to brush a kiss across her knuckles. “Until tomorrow, my lady.” It takes every ounce of self-restraint I possess to walk away.”
“Your true passion for life is hidden away within you. Your inner child holds the key to this. What did you enjoy doing as a kid before all the adulting began? Take time for yourself, recharge, and let your inner child come out to play every once in awhile.”
“You know too well what sparks a fire in my soul, and nothing you do tries to dim it. Everything is designed to make it brighter, from the dress to the library to the book you chose to read to me. You say you worry you want to punish me out of a desire to drive away my passion, but you forget. You forget one vital thing missing from this almost perfect theory: you know that I enjoy it, yet you do it anyway. This is not me playing the piano and you trying to make me stop. This is you sitting beside me and teaching me to play. You put the music in front of me even when it makes you bleed to do it, and I adore you for it. I adore you, more than I knew it was possible for me to adore anything.”