Obstacles are weak walls without foundations; if you fear them, they will defeat you. But the fact is that they are even afraid of you. So why frightened?
Passion makes you good, but pride stops you to get better.
Pyotr was the arcane hero, complete with buff body that you secretly whacked off to as a boy. And suddenly he turned and stared straight at him, some carnal fire burning in his eyes now. Pyotr walked for him slow and cautious like he was fighting his own control just then. Cliff could only gape and his eyes followed Pyotr’s hand as it reached out to clap his shoulder then moved him firmly for the car.
Accounts are not quite settled between us,” said she, with a passion that equaled my own. “I can love, and I can hate. You had your choice. You chose to spurn the first; now you must test the other.
It’s all about Perfection or the tolerance of Imperfection
May this night come
wearing drunk cloak of love,
carrying passionate desires,
and intoxication of love!
Tonight, may I get so drunk in love that
I do not see any dreams!
His silent, stony face was only inches away now. He was so near, so terribly near – and then he moved to close the last bit of distance.
It is still news to her that passion
could steer her wrong
though she went down, a thousand times
across railroad tracks, off bridges
under cars, or stiff
glass bottle still in hand, hair soft
on greasy pillows, still it is
news she cannot follow love (his
burning footsteps in blue crystal
snow) & still
come out all right.
Passion is a greater height of motivation that keeps you going strong even when the end is far from being near.
She was a woman of combined beauty and quiet strength. No wonder he had fallen in love with her so many years ago. No wonder he was in love with her now.
And she would never know it.