Quotes About Compulsion

A mi dobo pišemo samo ono što nismo mogli da ne napišemo.

I know how I live my life. I have a little magnet brain that attracts the kind of things that obsess me.

You can never fully put your finger on the reason why you're suddenly, inexplicably compelled to explore one life as opposed to another.

Belly, your voice makes me want to run this car into the ocean.

SOME PEOPLE LIKE TO NIBBLE ON THE INSIDES OF THEIR OWN CHEEKS. IV'E SEEN AN OTHERWISE LOVELY GIRL CONTORT HER FACE TO REACH A FAVORITE SPOT. THERE ARE BIT LINES WHERE REPEATED NIPS HAVE BUILT RIDGES OF SCAR TISSUE.

Both had agreed that the British 'bobby' was able to police more effectively precisely because he was known to be unarmed. The point was for policing to be, and to be seen to be, by consent, not compulsion

Schooling, education and knowledge are not the same thing. One is not a natural result of the other. People grow in knowledge when they learn truths. Teaching and schooling are meaningless when students do not seek wisdom. They are likewise meaningless when that which is taught is not wisdom. In order to learn, people must thirst for knowledge. Force and compulsion cannot accomplish this.

Being a junkie, when you broke it down, was nothing more than a crazed day job.

She tried to clear her mind. It didn't work. Her mind was a hoarder.

You invade every thought I have even when they have nothing to do with you. I'm not just in love with you. I'm kind of obsessed.

I found the actual notes that Prendergast sent to Alfred Trude. I saw how deeply the pencil dug into the paper.

I was born with the devil in me," he wrote. "I could not help the fact that I was a murderer, no more than the poet can help the inspiration to sing.

My game is the Goodwill and Big Lots!, but the compulsion is the same; I have often used thrift shopping as a distraction from life. I could easily have frittered our family's fortune away $20 at a time.

There is no doubt that creative work is itself done under a compulsion often indistinguishable from a purely clinical obsession. In this sense, what we call a creative gift is merely the social license to be obsessed.

Once writing has become your major vice and greatest pleasure only death can stop it.

I don't want to fool with it but what choice have I got? They don't give you any choice now. I can let it go; but what will the next thing be? I didn't ask for any of this and if you've got to do it you've got to do it.

I wanted to ask her what the fuck was wrong but I had a date with a pack of skittish whores.

I have Social Disease. I have to go out every night. If I stay home one night I start spreading rumors to my dogs.

I have Social Disease. I have to go out every night. If I stay home one night I start spreading rumours to my dogs.

But needs must when the devil drives.

To obtain his precious orgasm, the libertine must now hunt it down single-mindedly through seas of blood and excrement.

What can I say? I'm obsessed. And as we all know obsessed girls can't be held responsible for our actions.

She could understand why some of the women inside loved those true-crime books. The ones with pictures of blank-faced killers staring out of the pages. There was something compulsive about the sadism. The sexual violence. She remembered again Jason's words, his hard laughter and his scorn at her tears. The books the women read were all about pain and humiliation.

During my breakdown, many things, tiny things I had not even registered before, had begun to torment me with guilt. I used to steal Splenda from Starbucks. I would go into a Starbucks whenever I needed the sweetener and would take a fistful of packets, even when I didn't buy a coffee.