Quotes About Addiction

Work is a substitute religious experience for many workaholics.

Nunca he entendido cómo llegaste tan lejos. ?Drogas. Drogado de pies a cabeza.

Today, I think most smokers experience the same denial as alcoholics regarding the impact of this abuse.

There was a time when I was unable to get out of bed because my body, its muscles eating themselves away, refused to sit up. There was a time when the lies rolled off my tongue with ease, when it was far more important to me to self-destruct than to admit I had a problem, let alone allow anyone to help.

What if we have become virtually addicted to the heightened sensory stimulation that composes much of our daily lives and cannot stop ourselves from pursuing it incessantly, as Judith Shulevitz suggests in6 The Sabbath World: Glimpses of a Different Order of Time and as technology experts in "persuasion design" principles know very well?

All I want is some man to take delight in me. 5:30? 6:30 A.M. as usual, no cigs. Better a maudlin drunk than a sterile one. My pimples are more like small boils; I have the plague. My lip is split. My tits are swollen and I can't ever sleep. I now breathe with my heart, which skips rope. Back to sex?

Te pasas el tiempo curando a la gente, pero ahogas tus heridas en el alcohol de tus propias lágrimas.

A? vrea s? m? preschimb într-un Camel light. S? m? r?suceasc? ea pe degete, s? ating cerul gurii ei împ?r?te?ti, s? devin un fuior de fum sub?ire ?i s? m? rostogolesc pe esofag, s? ling partea l?untric? a sânilor ?i, în cele din urm?, s? prind r?d?cini în pl?mânii ei ca o floare neagr? de catran.

Once you've tasted "love" from human flesh, you're forever hooked. And mermaids have quite a voracious appetite for love.

Some folks, he said, seem to want to seek out the things that destroy them. Called an achimist, a fancy word, but a true one.

I have long convinced myself that the piano is like a drug, seductive and strong, and it can mess you up, it can awaken dead emotions, it can drown you in your lost selves. It is a nervous breakdown waiting to happen.

The craving for the thing is rarely met by the satisfaction of getting it. And so we crave more. And the cycle repeats. We are encouraged to want what will only make us want more. We are, in short, encouraged to be addicts.

If we are being sold the idea of cool via a pair of trousers, we subconsciously feel a pressure to obtain and maintain that coolness. And all too often, when we have spent a lot of money on a desired item, we have a sinking feeling. The craving for the thing is rarely met by the satisfaction of getting it. And so we crave more. And the cycle repeats. We are encouraged to want what will only make us want more. We are, in short, encouraged to be addicts.

Surely anyone who has ever had a smartphone or a Twitter account can relate to such compulsive behavior. Check, check, check, and once more, just to see. When the ability to check something turns into the compulsion to do so, we often find ourselves craving the time before, when there was no ability to check in the first place.

I needed books. They weren't a luxury good during that time in my life. They were a Class A addictive substance.

Adding anxiety to depression is a bit like adding cocaine to alcohol. It presses fast-forward on the whole experience.

I read and read and read with an intensity I'd never really known before. I mean, I'd always considered myself to be a person who liked books. But there is a difference between liking books and needing them. I needed books. They weren't a luxury good during that time in my life. They were a Class A addictive substance.

Dr. Greenfield, predictably, goes further. He deems young people who are raised on digital devices "Generation D." "They're so amped up on dopamine that when it's not firing, they feel dull, dead," he says. And that means they need to move on to the next thing, quickly, rather than staying with something. "They have no threshold for attentional capacity.

You hear the ping of an incoming text or call, you respond; the ping happens, you respond. And each time you respond, you get a hit of dopamine. It's a pleasurable feeling, a release from the reward center. Then it's gone. There is no incoming text, no stimulation. You start to feel bored. You crave another hit.

For all the gifts of computer technology, if its power goes underappreciated, it can hijack the brain.

Chase's was a junkie's banking strategy, shooting speed in the morning and spending all day foraging for the cash to dope down at night, an endless quest to chase the debt dragon.

Given that most actual voters were sunk in debt, working multiple jobs, uninsured, saddled with ruined credit scores, and often battling alcohol and opiate addiction and other problems, it was a horrific aristocratic insult to tell people each election cycle that what really mattered to them was what candidate looked most convincing carrying a rifle on a duck hunt.

To make money, we've had to train audiences to consume news in a certain way. We need you anxious, pre-pissed, addicted to conflict. Moreover we need you to bring a series of assumptions every time you open a paper or turn on your phone, TV, or car radio.

In the new American ghetto, the nightmare engine is bubble economics, a kind of high-tech casino scam that kills neighborhoods just like dope does, only the product is credit, not crack or heroin. It concentrates the money of the population in just a few hands with brutal efficiency, just like narco-business, and just as in narco-business the product itself, debt, steadily demoralizes the customer to the point where he's unable to prevent himself from being continually dominated.