Without passion man is a mere latent force and possibility, like the flint which awaits the shock of the iron before it can give forth its spark. – Henri-Frédéric Amiel, Journal, 17 December 1856
When the habitually even-tempered suddenly fly into a passion, that explosion is apt to be more impressive than the outburst of the most violent amongst us. – Margery Allingham
By the general process of epic poetry, I mean the way this form of art has constantly responded to the profound needs of the society in which it was made. – Lascelles Abercrombie
