Quotes About Compulsion

I'm not addicted to reading. I can quit as soon as I finish the next chapter.

I wanted it the way an alcoholic must want booze: badly enough to shove aside the hard knowledge that this was a truly lousy idea.

Smoked like it was fuel and he was going to get every last inch to the gallon.

Nothing in this world takes over your blood like a murder case, nothing demands you, mind and body, with such a huge and blazing and irresistible voice.

One thing marriage counseling instilled in Hilton was a compulsion for open communication. Whether at home or at work, he knew that anything left unsaid was far more dangerous than spoken words could be, no matter how hurtful.

She'd followed him from the door to the condo into the tiny office even though he'd requested that she wait a minute in the living room. If he was going back to close his coffin, she had to see it.

Our enjoyment is tainted by anxiety about keeping what we have and our compulsion to reach out and get more.

Todo nuestro disfrute está enturbiado por la ansiedad por conservar lo que poseemos y por nuestra necesidad compulsiva de ampliarlo.

Invinciblement, quelque chose l'attirait là. Il était prisonnier de sa propre liberté. Il ne pouvait s'arrêter. Il était obnubilé par ce qu'il voyait.

I just tend to do things to myself that I don't realize I'm doing. Sometimes I bite my lip so that it splits and hurts, and yet I can't stop. And sometimes I'd play shows on the last run, I'd scratch my neck while I was singing, and I'd horrified to see these red streaks of blood after.

No man shall be compelled to frequent or support any religious worship, place, or ministry whatsoever.

I ain't no drinking man, but temptation got the best of me.

The mind cannot support moral chaos for long. Men are under as strong a compulsion to invent an ethical setting for their behavior as spiders are to weave themselves webs

Man, the feeling of the make is something that I can't put to words, it's the very best feeling in the world. I just chase that, it's a very real feeling and straight up, I am addicted to it.

Enoch had the same way with his memories as a ship's master with his rigging—a compulsion to tighten what was slack, mend what was frayed, caulk what leaked, and stow, or throw overboard, what was to no purpose.

You develop an instant global consciousness, a people orientation, an intense dissatisfaction with the state of the world, and a compulsion to do something about it. From out there on the Moon, international politics look so petty. You want to grab a politician by the scruff of the neck and drag him a quarter of a million miles out and say, "Look at that, you son of a bitch." —Edgar D. Mitchell, Apollo 14 astronaut

I realize that I don't know where to start. Not because I'm unsure of my story, but because I'm not sure why I feel compelled to tell it in the first place. What can be achieved by unearthing the past?

My mum loved housework, she basically had OCD.

MySpace is an addiction.

I'm a nail biter and have been my whole life.

I bite my nails. I've been chewing on them for years. As long as you don't chew through flesh it's all right.

I still bite my nails.

I've been gambling since the age of 12. Horses, dogs, dice, roulette, you name it.

If nationality is consent, the state is compulsion.