Beyond Passion and Dreams Quotes

“What remained between them was the uncharted terrain of soul two amenable bodies, desperate to be two jagged pieces of a puzzle, trying to fit.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“I can’t disgrace the great woman buried somewhere beneath the drugs, the naked outbursts on stage, behind the tongue-wagging, rebellious teen artist... to the tormented woman performer.
There is a human being inside. And even with her vices, I’m pretty sure she has a great story she’s been dying to whisper. A girl screaming for everyone to look beyond the magazine covers and tabloid stories.
A story I want to listen to—all night.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“So fuck me, Fuck me in ten different positions to the content of your heart. Until I become just a woman from a goddess. And when your blood stops flowing to your crotch, maybe... maybe I’ll finally meet the man. The man who just told me he wants to listen to me all night—the stories I’ve been trying to scream.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“Love has no cure only prescriptions”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“The world has envied those who loved truly and passionately and they always will because they are alive in a way one cannot be alive by mere food or breathe.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“No matter how advance our civilization become we always have to be naked to make love, always have to be vulnerable because that is the only way it works.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“They allowed the infinite cosmos, infant stars to witness their amalgamation. They fit inside each other, rotating in quiet ritual, adjusting, trying to find the most efficient, most eternal way to become one. Their union echoed across the universe even to planets yet undiscovered by mankind. And even if Earth is destroyed a thousand years from now, the image of them joined beneath a starry sky and bathed in moonlight will ripple outward, echoing until the universe itself collapses.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“Their nakedness had long stopped being about exposure it had become shelter. The kind only two ravaged people could build with skin and scars and stillness.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“Let’s fall asleep in each other’s arms
and prison ourselves in each other’s souls.
Let’s etch our existence into each other's identity
so that if they diagnose one of us with pure madness,
they have to cure both of us.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“And at last, when overwhelmed by the weight of it all, Saleen collapsed into Isaac's jacket.
He threw his pages into the air. They rained down, covering them like soft snow.
They were lost together in a land where milk and honey flowed. Where the weather was always dawn. Where the clouds were always white.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“Two souls battered by oceans and scorched by time had landed here. A poet and a singer. On the deck, with a typewriter and a guitar, they began the journey of finding their voice.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“Nobody goes that deep. Everybody is so awestruck by this exterior beauty that they never think further—including me. After I fuck you in ten different positions to the content of my heart, there always comes a moment when the rate of return diminishes. After fucking you a thousand times, you’ll be just another girl. A woman, to me. Have you ever heard the phrase that no matter how beautiful a woman is there is always a man tired of fucking her. Then what?
Then comes the void. The empty. The nothing.
I am afraid of that shallow, because I know you... but I really don’t know you.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“I’d rather starve than polish my voice down to something marketable. I’ll take money, sure. I want it. But not at the cost of my rawness. Not at the cost of something I can't get back.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“But a man cannot just be a man anymore, can he? Freedom comes with so many price tags. I can’t just be a writer. I have to be a salesman too pretending just to sell a cup of coffee. Just to pay bills.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“Who needs the orgasm when the lovemaking is this ethereal?
For nobody in their right mind wants to come down from the high of loving and being loved like this.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“Then he began wrapping her in his pages—pages filled with his poetry. Not just words, but slices of his soul.
He wrapped every wound with them, pressing until the ink bled through her skin, until the poetry seeped inside her, becoming one with her. Every rhyme, every reason, every iambic pentameter every neat measurement of craft became obsolete in this incursion.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“Tears slid from his eyes, rolling down to his chin, dropping onto her wounds sterilizing them, as if his love alone could stop infection. To stop the septic from becoming a dark mold, from spreading all over her, from ever reaching her heart where it would have to be cut out.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“Under the dawn skies, she too became a person without identity, not knowing where Saleen began and where Isaac ended. It was a sky without boundaries, a flight without horizon. She nearly grabbed one of the white clouds to cover what was happening to her body, and the early morning itself as a sheet to cover what was happening to her soul.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“Isaac broke the ink cartridge in his hand until it dripped from his fist. He dipped his hand onto her face, then her aching neck, then to her breasts making waves, carving her in such a way she nearly rose from the bed. He read all her wounds, marks, and scratches like a blind man reading braille. The encoded torment she had allowed herself to be laden with, just to check if she still felt.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“What kind of love, what kind of lover are you, if you don’t know what stories can be told in silence?”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“Once again, they merge with each other like waters from two different oceans. Now, nobody could tell which was which, who was who. They are now just water, one soluble.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“Would you like to try once again... to be destroyed by love?"
A pause. A thousand thoughts.
"What else is there?" Isaac whispered.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“The world teaches us to ignore our souls. So, when we see it —malnourished, scarred—we weep.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“Her intimate part were exposed, vulnerable ripe for whatever annihilation may come. It is a double edge sword and also a challenge for masculine form whether he will be forever possessed by his innate animal to spread his seed or the more civilized form the Artist, the Seeker takes over to find the bliss in this wrestling of entropy.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“But your fame is so vast, so blinding, that people will only ever see a goddess everyone wants to fuck. And that... in itself... is a tragic story.”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.

“Art is the same, It demands everything. You either live it or you don’t. If it’s not ink flowing through your veins or twelve octaves in your case then what’s the point?”
― Yarro Rai, Beyond Passion and Dreams: Two Souls. One Fire. No Survivors.