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“Trembling, Phoebe turned her mouth from his. Her body didn't seem to belong to her. She could hardly stand on her own. She couldn't think. Her forehead leaned on his shoulder as she waited for the wild pumping of her heart to subside. West buried a quiet curse into the mass of her pinned-up hair. His arms relaxed gradually, one of his hands wandering over her slender back in an aimless, soothing pattern. When he'd managed to moderate his breathing, he said gruffly, "Don't say that was nice." Phoebe pressed a crooked smile against his shoulder before she replied, "It wasn't." It had been extraordinary. A revelation. One of her hands crept up to his lean cheek and shaped to it gently. "And it must never happen again." West was very still, considering that. He responded with a single nod of agreement and turned his lips to the center of her palm with urgent pressure. Impulsively she stood on her toes and whispered in his ear, "There's nothing wicked about you, except your kisses." And she fled the room while she was still able.”

PassionKissesPhoebe And West
Book:Devil's Daughter
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“We wonder through our lives not sure of what we’re searching for. What is my calling we might speak to ourselves again and again? It’s a redundant question, we might even shout out load, with no return response. The answer to our question is peacefulness. Once we find as much as possible, we can begin to enjoy simple pleasures, and passion without interruption. Nothing will fall in line without a soft place to land.”

PassionEnjoymentSearchingPeacefulnessOurselvesPleasuresRedundancy
Author:Ron Baratono
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“On some intuitive level, I knew that learning had to be more than the mastery of facts. I've experienced it as an adult. I become consumed with a subject like quilting or preparing yogurt cultures, and that topic takes over my life - fabric scraps scattered on the floor, little jars of white sludge cuddled by blankets on my kitchen countertops. When I learned to play guitar in my thirties, no one had to schedule my practices. My guitar lived on a stand in the living room and I tormented our ears multiple times a day until my fingers bled. Passion for learning has that fiery, consuming, can't-stop quality.”

PassionEducationLearningHomeschoolingAutodidact
Book:The Brave Learner: Finding Everyday Magic in Homeschool, Learning, and Life
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