Our passions are the true phoenixes; when the old one is burnt out, a new one rises from its ashes.
A man sees in the world what he carries in his heart.
Reason can never be popular. Passions and feelings may become popular, but reason will always remain the sole property of a few eminent individuals.
Love and desire are the spirit's wings to great deeds.
I must consider more closely this cycle of good and bad days which I find coursing within myself. Passion, attachment, the urge to action, inventiveness, performance, order all alternate and keep their orbit; cheerfulness, vigor, energy, flexibility and fatigue, serenity as well as desire. Nothing disturbs the cycle for I lead a simple life, but I must still find the time and order in which I rotate.
The fate of the architect is the strangest of all. How often he expends his whole soul, his whole heart and passion, to produce buildings into which he himself may never enter.
We eagerly get hold of a law that serves as a weapon to our passions.
Our passions are true phoenixes; as the old burn out the new straight rise up from the ashes.
Passions are vices or virtues to their highest powers.
Let us not dream that reason can ever be popular. Passions, emotions, may be made popular; but reason remains ever the property of an elect few.
Great passions are incurable diseases.
Passions are defects or virtues in the highest power.
The passions are like those demons with which Afrasahiab sailed down the Orus. Our only safety consists in keeping them asleep. If they we are lost.
Where a man has a passion for meditating without the capacity of thinking, a particular idea fixes itself fast, and soon creates a mental disease.
What makes poetry? A full heart, brimful of one noble passion.
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