The mother’s battle for her child with sickness, with poverty, with war, with all the forces of exploitation and callousness that cheapen human life needs to become a common human battle, waged in love and in the passion for survival.
It is foolish to pretend that one is fully recovered from a disappointed passion. Such wounds always leave a scar.
For one heat, all know, doth drive out another, One passion doth expel another still.
I aspire to a poetry of great formal integrity, deep passion and high intellect, and I have many models for how to do that.
There is a passion for perfection which you will rarely see fully developed; but you may note this fact, that in successful lives it is never wholly lacking.
The force of passion is balanced by the force of interest.