Quotes About Addiction

I love art more than virtue, more than people, more than people, more than family, more than friends, more than any kind of happiness or joy in life. I love it secretly, jealously, like an old drunkard - incurably.

La lecture est comme une drogue qui confère un agréable flou au cruels contours de la vie.

Reading is a vice which can replace all other vices or temporarily take their place in more intensely helping people live, it is a debauchery, a consuming addiction. No, I don't take any drugs, I take books.

the simple task of getting dressed and undressed was a real strain, but nothing could compare with her addiction to deep sleep...

Asl?nda kötü bir al??kanl?kt?r okumak, öteki bütün kötü al??kanl?klar?n yerini tutabilecek ya da onlar?n yerine herkesi daha bir yoÄŸun biçimde yaÅŸamaya itebilecek bir al??kanl?kt?r, delicesine bir yaÅŸam biçimidir, insan? yiyip bitiren bir tutkudur. Hay?r, uyuÅŸturucu kullanm?yorum, kitaplar? kullan?yorum...

Some even tried to use opium to commit suicide, swallowing large doses as poison. Others turned to crime to support their addiction, causing a wave of banditry to sweep through Nanking. After making conditions ripe for banditry in Nanking, the Japanese used the epidemic of crimes to justify their occupation, preaching the need for imperial law and order.

Sometimes ah think that people become junkies just because they subconsciously crave a wee bit ay silence.

Cocaine did him in, or morphine—did him in, they say, after he fell from an aeroplane somewhere in the marshes around Novgorod.

Before I do a play I say that I hope it's going to be for as short a time as possible but, once you do it, it is a paradoxical pleasure. One evening out of two there are five minutes of a miracle and for those five minutes you want to do it again and again. It's like a drug.

Readers are my vampires.

Yoksa ben sigaraya kendi yeteneksizliÄŸimin ay?b?n? yükleyebilmek için mi öylesine tutkundum? acaba sigara al??kanl???mdan vazgeçsem o umduÄŸum güçlü, üstün adam olur muydum? belki beni tiryakiliÄŸime zincirleyen de o kuÅŸku olmuÅŸtur, çünkü insan?n kendisini gizli kalm?? bir büyük adam sanmas? rahat bir yaÅŸam biçimidir.

Adesso che son qui, ad analizzarmi, sono colto da un dubbio: che io forse abbia amato tanto la sigaretta per poter riversare su di essa la colpa della mia incapacità?

Growth has become addictive. Like heroin addiction, the habit distorts basic value judgments. Addicts of any kind are willing to pay increasing amounts for declining satisfactions. They have become tolerant to escalating marginal disutility. They are blind to deeper frustration because they are absorbed in playing for always mounting stakes.

Même si on découvrait une source d'énergie propre et abondante, la consommation massive d'énergie aurait toujours sur le corps social le même effet que l'intoxication par une drogue physiquement inoffensive, mais psychiquement asservissante.

In a consumer society there are inevitably two kinds of slaves: the prisoners of addiction and the prisoners of envy.

Don't get me wrong. Sacramento is a lovely place, particularly for those with a fondness for methamphetamines. For the meth-addled, Sacramento had conveniently placed a Greyhound bus station just yards from the statehouse where Austria's finest was sworn in as governor of the great state of California.

I had, of course, witnessed hundreds of people in a casino before, mindlessly dropping coins into slot machines. They don't play for money in America. It's true. The big payout is incidental to most gamblers. It's the numbness they're after. Not so in China. No one had that look of glazed stupor often found in American casinos.

Veeva should count her blessings. Three years ago it was cocaine and a year ago it was crack and lemme tell you, that stuff you got to have. You do anything for that high." He laughed again, savoring his memories. "Where do you think the furniture went? Up my nose, that's where. She finally had me carted out of here screaming like an insane man. Spent some time in Bellevue with little sparkly bugs coming out my orifices. Compared to that being a drunk is practically a sensible existence.

I think my strength comes from being an insane drunk. Near death. Wanting death like a lover every day for years. My talent comes from madness - having survived madness.

I was a degenerate, with an insatiable capacity for perversion. Incapable of change. I could do anything except not drink.

The passion has never left me. I live as two people - myself, Dan Fante, and Bruno Dante or Mickey Di Salvo, or whoever I say I am in one of my books. I can tap that Bruno character any time I need to. He lives inside me like a quiet, simmering pool of magma. Years ago I stopped feeding him with booze and he was kind enough to stop trying to kill me. That's our truce.

Because I have to treat the mental part of my disease. Quitting booze is one thing. Living with my brain sober is another.

I'll die without junk food.

I had someone at the Houston police station shoot me with heroin so I could do a story about it. The experience was a special kind of hell. I came out understanding full well how one could be addicted to 'smack,' and quickly.