Quotes about Controlled Passion

I pretend to be calm, it's not a word in my vocabulary.

I feel sexy when I'm doing what I love - like when I'm singing or performing or something - that's when I feel the most in control and in my element.

Sexuality is the only finite game in which the winner's prize is the defeated opponent.

I'd get sent home from the first audition of So You Think You Can Dance. My dancing is sort of controlled spasms. I fully accept it might appear ridiculous. But it's passionate!

Affection is a coal that must be cooled; Else, suffered, it will set the heart on fire.

Anger is a fire that burns you from both ends.

Patience is passion tamed.

Roza, my self-control is ten times stronger than yours." I opened my eyes, shifting to look into his. I brushed his hair back and smiled, certain my heart would expand until there was nothing left of me. "Oh yeah? That's not the impression I just got." "Wait until next time," he warned. "I'll do things that'll make you lose control within seconds.

Politicians were creatures controlled by passion and it was most effective to quietly absorb that energy without actually giving ground.

He loved to fuck,needed the release to keep his muscles content,abd rhough he didn't allow anyone to touch him,undress him,or speak to him,he made sure that the females who spread their legs and bent over the polished black surface of his Bösendorfer came in ways,durations,and decibel levels they'd never known existed.

You can tell the greatness of a man by what makes him angry

More you feel passion, more you lose control

Anger fed him and clothed him and he owed it much.

My heart is a chainsaw, yes, but you're the one who starts it.

That righteous anger quickly sharpens into determination. Determination, of course, being nothing more than anger with brakes and a steering wheel.

In cases where every thing is understood, and measured, and reduced to rule, love is out of the question.

I do not seek to quench your love's hot fire, But qualify the fire's extreme rage, Lest it should burn above the bounds of reason.

I've told you before," he said huskily. "I'll take you however I can get you." "Whatever. Don't think I don't know you're topping from the bottom." His mouth curved with unapologetic amusement.

Well done, Spin," Cobb said over a private line. "You have the passion. Now you're showing restraint.

The key to fighting isn't lack of passion, it's controlled passion. Care about winning. Care about those you defend. You have to care about something.

Passion is a Horse Given to Us to Discipline.

Jack, please," she whispered, even though she had no idea what it is she was begging for. "You want sex, I'll give you sex." His low, deep voice embodied control, and did the strangest things to her body. "But before I put my cock inside you, I want to touch and taste every inch of you.

Reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.

A man in a passion, rides a mad horse.