Ardent Affection Quotes

Love is like a friendship caught on fire.

Love is the occupation of the idle man, the amusement of a busy one, and the shipwreck of a sovereign.

Passionate love is a quenchless thirst.

The tamer my love, the farther away it is from love. In fierceness, in heat, in longing, in risk, I find something of love's nature. In my desire for you, I burn at the right temperature to walk through love's fire. So when you ask me why I cannot love you more calmly, I answer that to love you calmly is not to love you at all.

Love is like fire, a dangerous thing to play with, although the best of friends and the most loyal of servants when rightly handled.

I was madly in love with life.

Of all the things that men may heed 'Tis most of love they sing indeed.

I fell for her like a suicide from a bridge.

For love is no part of the dreamworld. Love belongs to Desire, and Desire is always cruel.

Love is a burning thing and it makes a firey ring.

He leaned over and kissed me. A long, deep kiss filled with promise and passion. I loved the way he kissed me. Like he was drinking in the taste of me and still coming back thirsty.

Are you prepared for the storm of lovemaking with which you will be assailed?

I have one thing that counts, and that is my heart; it burns in my soul, it aches in my flesh, and it ignites my nerves: that is my love for the people and Peron.

Can he love her? Can the soul really be satisfied with such polite affections? To love is to burn - to be on fire, like Juliet or Guinevere or Eloise.

Alexander tilted his head and kissed her deeply on the lips. He let go of her hands, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing herself against him. They kissed as if in a fever... they kissed as if the breath were leaving their bodies.

The fire and excitement may be gone now that we don't go out there and sing them anymore, but the ring of fire still burns around you and I, keeping our love hotter than a pepper sprout.

I hunger for your sleek laugh and your hands the color of a furious harvest. I want to eat the sunbeams flaring in your beauty.

I certainly must,' said she. 'This sensation of listlessness, weariness, stupidity, this disinclination to sit down and employ myself, this feeling of everything's being dull and insipid about the house! I must be in love; I should be the oddest creature in the world if I were not.

Ambition and love are the wings of great actions.

You know the greatest thing is passion, without it what have you got? I mean if you love someone you can love them as much as you can love them but if it isn’t a passion, it isn’t burning, it isn’t on fire, you haven’t lived.

O, how I faint when I of you do write, Knowing a better spirit doth use your name, And in the praise thereof spends all his might To make me tongue-tied speaking of your fame.

O love, O fire! once he drew With one long kiss my whole soul through My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.

About the Saint's amorous adventures, by the way, I can't speak so brazenly.

You hear people sing songs about when they really can't stand anyone anymore or you hear people sing songs about when they really love someone and they really love them.