Quotes About Addiction

I think we have a problem with how we treat people and alcohol.

I watch movies all day. I am a heavy movie head.

I can eat Chipotle all day long for years.

For me, 'Amy' is a very dark film about love.

Work is like a drug. I'm jonesing for more. It's gotten more addictive than I had realized. I get anxious when I have nothing to do now.

I am an approval junkie.

What I've learned to do is arrest my addiction - arrest it myself, so I don't get arrested.

Im not ashamed to say Im addicted to football.

I was ashamed. My son is a drug addict. What does this mean about me?

Habit is a cable; we weave a thread each day, and at last we cannot break it.

Habit is a cable; we weave a thread of it each day, and at last we cannot break it.

Habit is a cable; we weave a thread of it every day, and at last we cannot break it.

Era siempre la misma madre, pero ya envilecida por su propia alma vieja, la morfina y la pobreza.

Abusaba de la morfina, por angustiosa necesidad y por elegancia. Tenía treinta y siete años; era alta, con labios muy gruesos y encendidos, que humedecía sin cesar.

Taking drugs to control a drug addiction is like swallowing a spider to catch a fly.)

Life-changing experiences have occurred during contemplation, recovery from addiction, during worship, in extreme emergencies, and under the duress of combat.

The dealer for a nickel Lord, will sell you lots of sweet dreams Ah, but the pusher ruin your body Lord, he'll leave your, he'll leave your mind to scream.

God damn, The Pusher God damn, I say The Pusher I said God damn, God damn The Pusher man.

You know, I've seen a lot of people walkin' 'round With tombstones in their eyes But the pusher don't care Ah, if you live or if you die.

You know I've smoked a lot of grass O' Lord, I've popped a lot of pills But I never touched nothin' That my spirit could kill.

The enemy ate away at their will so they could not resist, their bodies not only craving, but needing the very poison that ground them into that pitiable state of being; the mind diseased and crippled by the enemy it was obsessed with and the obsession and terrible physical need corrupting the soul until the actions were less than those of an animal, less than those of a wounded animal, less than those of anything and everything they did not want to be.

Usually the space was dotted with people getting high, getting higher, or wondering why they werent high yet.

NOW THE SHIT REALLY hit the fan. It must have hit something because it sure as hell wasnt floating around the city. There no longer was any thought, or even desire, to make money, but just an unending effort to get enough for themselves. Some days it was a case of just copping enough for right now and then going out again to take care of the rest of the day and have that wake up shot nice and secure. And the streets were getting tougher.

Harry and Tyrone were holding out a little more on each other each day. If one guy somehow got caught short and his nose and eyes were running and his body shivering as they scuffled and hustled the street trying to cop, and asked the other one to give him a taste, the guy swore up and down he had nothing, that he had just done in his cottons, and he would start shaking, trying to fake his friend out.