What did Richelle Mead mean by: Rose was so full of life and passion that sometimes she seemed more human than I was. - Richelle Mead Author Copy
+ Giving advice was a lot harder than following it. Feraz Zeid, October 13, 2023December 26, 2023, Richelle Mead, Advice, Harder, 0 - Richelle Mead Author
+ I want her to be happy. It’s worth sacrificing myself. Feraz Zeid, September 19, 2023December 24, 2023, Richelle Mead, Sacrifice, 0 - Richelle Mead Author
+ Impossible situations are our specialty. Feraz Zeid, July 30, 2023December 12, 2023, Richelle Mead, Impossible, 0 - Richelle Mead Author
+ He smiled, and it lit up his whole face. Feraz Zeid, July 5, 2023December 12, 2023, Richelle Mead, Faces, 0 - Richelle Mead Author
+ We can’t stop living because other people are dead. Feraz Zeid, September 26, 2023December 24, 2023, Richelle Mead, 0 - Richelle Mead Author
+ Itʹs not just the dress or the hair. Itʹs you. Youʹre beautiful. So beautiful, it hurts me.ʺ Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Richelle Mead, Beautiful, Hair, Hurt, 0 - Richelle Mead Author
+ Who knows more about male weakness: you or me? Use my knowledge, Sage. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Richelle Mead, Males, Weakness, 0 - Richelle Mead Author
+ Every relationship is different. Everyone loves differently. Feraz Zeid, September 5, 2023December 24, 2023, Richelle Mead, Different, 0 - Richelle Mead Author
Love, slow and gradual in its growth, is too much like friendship ever to be a violent passion. Explain - Jean de la Bruyere Writer · France
Only when a book is written out of passion is there much hope of its being read with passion. - Jean Fritz
The art of poetry is to touch the passions, and its duty to lead them on the side of virtue. - William Cowper Poet · England
Passion is universal humanity. Without it religion, history, romance and art would be useless. - Honoré de Balzac Writer · France
Me, rule? Me, place the State under my law, when my feeble reason no longer rules even myself! - Jean Racine Playwright · France
When I’m carried away, isn’t it clear that my heart contradicts my mouth? - Jean Racine Playwright · France
By dying I wanted to maintain my honor, and hide a flame so black from the daylight! - Jean Racine Playwright · France
