Quotes About Intrusive

I would not mind you in my head, if you were not so clearly mad.

One interviewer asked me: 'How do you feel that you've betrayed your father?' That wasn't really very cool.

A string of thoughts runs through my head like a song I can't get rid of, over and over.

I keep trying to block it out, but it keeps on coming back.

Erotic, emotional connection generates closeness that can become overwhelming, evoking claustrophobia. It can feel intrusive. What was initially a secure enclosure becomes confining. While our need for closeness is almost as basic as our need for food, it carries with it anxieties and threats that can inhibit desire. We want closeness, but not so much that we feel trapped by it.

Consequently, what Proust called "the demon that cannot be exorcised" has simply gone in search of a socially acceptable vocabulary.9 "Trauma," "intrusive thoughts," "flashbacks," "obsessiveness," "vigilance," and "attachment injury" are the modern vocabulary for betrayed love.

You do not want to talk to me on the phone. How do I know? Because I don't want to talk to you on the phone. Nothing personal, I just can't stand the thing. I find it intrusive and somehow presumptuous. It sounds off insolently whenever it chooses and expects me to drop whatever I'm doing and, well, engage. With others!

I have been subjected to unwarranted and invasive scrutiny of the most intimate and private details of my being.

The whole culture of work had become so intrusive and demanding that people had to do it. And the result was that they were left with little time for simply living their lives, for going for a walk, for sitting in a bar, for reading a book. It was all work.

Indeed Republicans were the progressive party, comfortable with the application of federal power in behalf of major national goals: protecting the voting rights of blacks, curbing antitrust abuses, bolstering domestic industry through intrusive

Thoughts of leaving will move in, bivouac throughout the living room; they will have eyes like rodents and peer out at you from under the sofa, in the dark, from under the sink, luminous glass beads positioned in twos.

Questions be running back and forth through my mind. Feel like snakes.

I believe the American people have a genuine and justifiable fear of government intrusion in what they instinctively know is going to be an ever more intrusive world.

When people ask me silly questions about my private life, I just say, I don't discuss that.

Once such ideas began to torment him, would they ever quite leave him alone? Would they not rather increase in urgency? Would they not threaten his very existence?

The problem with paparazzi is that it makes you question your boundaries, like, how do I say, 'That's enough guys?'

It was only a moment of confusion, but it was carnivorous, and he sensed that by acknowledging it he had allowed it in.

Nasty thoughts are more like worms in the cauliflower!

But maintaining eye contact can also become a way of "acting spiritual" and, therefore, an intrusive affectation. There are also people who maintain rigid eye lock not from an attitude

It was like the time her sister suggested she read Emily Dickinson to the tune of Gilligan's Island. Once certain thoughts got into your head, you couldn't get rid of them.

I argue that a right of exit is important in order to limit government power. I sometimes think that what kept the U.S. government small in the early 19th century was not so much the Constitution as the fact that people kept leaving the then-current United States for adjacent territories. The option to exit would have made it quite difficult for government to grow large and intrusive.

Het verdriet is weer terug. Als een stalker staat het altijd weer voor de deur, steeds als je denkt: het is voorgoed verdreven, is het er weer.

In some ways England is more liberal than France, but I also find it more intrusive. But when you go abroad you have to accept the ways of where you live. I have to respect that.

The thing is, often press people ask questions that are so personal that even your nearest and dearest wouldn't ask them.