Passion does not amount to volume alone.  It goes much deeper, all the way down into the depths of us. It is often the most silent among people who hold the heaviest weights of it.  In silence and time we transform from an immature and fleeting kind zeal into a strong and lasting passion.  Often in the haste of heated emotions one might act or speak, but that momentary expression is usually regretted immediately.  The kind of passion that brews in silence becomes ever a part of who you are.