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
+ The future is always changing. If we had no choices, there’d be no point in living. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Richelle Mead, Choices, No Point, 0 - Richelle Mead Author
+ It was worth it. You looked… happy. Feraz Zeid, August 6, 2023December 12, 2023, Richelle Mead, Worth It, 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
+ A year. We’d known each other only a year, but we’d lived a lifetime in it. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Richelle Mead, 0 - Richelle Mead Author
+ You can’t save everyone, though God knows you try. Feraz Zeid, July 22, 2023December 12, 2023, Richelle Mead, God Knows, 0 - Richelle Mead Author
+ But I did die once. (I don’t recommend it.) Feraz Zeid, October 13, 2023December 26, 2023, Richelle Mead, Die, 0 - Richelle Mead Author
+ He was too perfect, despite being one of the most imperfect people I knew. Feraz Zeid, December 22, 2023January 10, 2024, Richelle Mead, Despite, Perfect, 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
