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Tis loves passion that sleeps upon a blanket of hate.

'Passion' a word which involves so many feelings; I feel it when we touch, I feel it when we kiss, I feel it when I look at you. For you are my passion, my one true love.

The first time we kissed, you captured me.

You are mine. There's no other one for me. Keep in mind, you make my life complete. And tonight, we'll make love endlessly because you're mine. You're the one that I'll keep for all time.

Be patient wild eyes. Soon will come a storm to tame you. Let her winds surround you. Match her fury and let fires reign. There is no escape. Nature means what she does.

It's not enough just to swing at the ball. You've got to loosen your girdle and let 'er fly.

During a race, it's like I become a machine and the machine becomes a man. I talk to my cars, baby them, shout at them, praise them.

More than anything else, the sensation [of flying] is one of perfect peace mingled with an excitement that strains every nerve to the utmost - if you can conceive of such a combination.

When I go out on the ice, I just think about my skating. I forget it is a competition.

Medicine, law, business, engineering. These are noble pursuits. And necessary to sustain life. But poetry, beauty, romance, love... These are what we stay alive for.