Marc Webb Quotes

I think I avoid stepping into sentimentality by trying to be as truthful as possible with performances.

There is no disguise which can hide love for long where it exists, or simulate it where it does not.

Could swell the soul to rage, or kindle soft desire.

Her passions are made of nothing but the finest part of pure love

Love, the simplest, strongest, and most unforgiving of all emotions.

Vehemence without feeling is but rant.

When a man is in love very little is enough to throw him into despair and as little to enhance his joy to the utmost.

She was not one for emptying her face of expression.

If you can't do it with feeling - don't.

I do not believe we accomplish very much in life unless we are enthusiastic, unless we are in earnest, and unless we practice what we preach.

I fell in love with her courage, her sincerity, and her flaming self respect. And it's these things I'd believe in, even if the whole world indulged in wild suspicions that she wasn't all she should be. I love her and it is the beginning of everything.

The whole basis of my singing is feeling. Unless I feel something, I can't sing.

I tend to lose myself in the moment. I’m not very good at holding back. I don’t know how to do this without feeling everything. My emotions are the tool I use to perform.

We are sometimes stirred by emotion and take it for zeal.

I can't put bars on my insides; my love is something I can't hide.

Sentimentality and emotionalism have nothing whatsoever to do with love.

The important thing is not to think much but to love much; do, then, whatever most arouses you to love.

Whatever 'in love' means.

Passions are likened best to floods and streams: The shallow murmur, but the deep are dumb.

There is no substitute for thoroughgoing, ardent, and sincere earnestness.

Hot hate is twin brother to hot love.

Lovers and madmen have such seething brains Such shaping fantasies, that apprehend More than cool reason ever comprehends.

It is a world of impulse. It is a world of sincerity. It is a world in which every word spoken speaks just to that moment, every glance given has only one meaning, each touch has no past or no future, each kiss is a kiss of immediacy.

The more we love, the nearer we are to hate.

The heart is an organ of fire and you can't stop it from feeling or connecting.