Why did I think that the mask was a better portrayal than my authentic self? We can get hidden under layers of illusion, can’t we?

Desire. Enthusiasm. Purpose. Pleasure. Delight. Peace. Power. However you define passion, it is at the heart of your motivation.

Feeling passion fuels your spirit and feeds your joy.

Passion is a catalyst for action and provides you with the emotional stamina to stick with it, regardless of the obstacles.

Every day should have threads of passionate pursuits within it.

What turns you on, tunes you in, and lights your fire?

When passion is lit, the fire permeates your being with the positive expectation that all is well and everything will turn out great.

To be truly satisfied that your life is well-lived, the object of your passion is something you feel you must be, do, or have. What lights your fire?

Passion is not just about the object of your focus or desires—it is the compelling emotion, fulfillment, and intense enthusiasm that it engenders.

Are you impressed when you meet people who are filled with passion and conviction? Their energy is contagious and can make us all want “some of what they’re having!

When a person exudes passion, it is evident that they love what they are doing. Their passion projects an aura of confidence and decisiveness.

You only honor and worship God when you do things without expecting anything in return

You cannot move forward in your life if you do not allow yourself to move.

I see Donald Trump as a phenomenon of an expression of certain fears, certain resentments, that have been a running thread in American history.

I think you'll find that one would be self-defeating." Jace said lightly shoving his feet into his boots. "We are bound, he and I. Cut him and I bleed.

And even, if circumstances required, a contingency plan for his contingency plan's contingency plan.

What does it mean with regard to tactics, this fact that the proletariat of Western Europe stands all alone: that it has no prospect of any help whatsoever from any other class?

I think we owe absolutely everything to the fans.

Hail holy light, offspring of heav'n firstborn!

Show some mercy to this chair which has stretched out its arms to you for so long; please satisfy its desire to embrace you!

What I do is between me and the Lord, to examine and possibly alter the state of grace in which I live, and thereby the state of grace of anybody who listens.