Quotes About Compulsion

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She had read somewhere that we often grow to admire, even love, the very thing we so obsessively hate. It can become a part of our life, and we grow to rely on it, to need it. It defines us

my mother, who could not have been smarter or more unselfish in life except in this one very specific area. I inherited her dumbness regarding cigarettes for the same dumb reason many dumbs do: it feels good, once it stops feeling terrible. And plus no one is ever going to die, so why not?

THE ONLY WAY YOU CAN GET AMERICANS TO NOTICE ANYTHING IS TO TAX THEM OR DRAFT THEM OR KILL THEM," Owen said.

You see how I go on—like so many strokes of a hammer. I cannot help it—I am impell'd, driven to it.

Such sweet compulsion doth in music lie.

Gluttony is an emotional escape, a sign something is eating us.

No one ever pretended that shopping for anything is a rational experience. If it were, would there be Fluffernutter? Laceless sneakers? Porkpie hats? Would the Chia Pet even exist?

Why the need, rising in some very nearly to the level of compulsion, to verify experience by way of language?-to scrupulously record and preserve the very passing of Time?

The desire to succeed has a lot less compulsion than the fear of failure.

...in his gambling, he had one besetting weakness -- faith in a system; and this made his damnation certain.

The free man is not he who defies the rules...but he who, recognizing the compulsions inherent in his being, seeks rather to read, mark, learn and inwardly digest each day's experience.

Youre like my asthma, you take my breath away. Like dandruff; I cant get you off my head. Like my car, you drive me crazy. Like dentures, I cant smile without you.

We don't get to choose what or whom we love, I want to say. We just don't get to choose.

I have this compulsion for freedom,for a state of liberation. It is an urge so strong, so all-encompassing that it overwhelms everything else. I cannot stand my life as it is. I cannot stand to be here, in this town, in this school. I have to get away.I have to work and work so that I can leave and only then can I create a life that will be liveable for me.

My brain loves obsessions. If it can make me hate myself, then it's all the better.

How do they and their fellows, the Jesuits,19 exclaim upon poor Calvin, for sometimes using the hard word of compulsion, describing the effectual, powerful working of the providence of God in the actions of men; but they can fasten the same term on the will of God, and no harm done!

Once a psychopathic personality had gotten that kind of rush, the kind you got from murder, he or she often needed another fix.

I wanta buy stuff. Stuff I don't need... Stuff settin' out there, you jus' feel like buyin' it whether you need it or not. -Uncle John

When a condition or a problem becomes too great, humans have the protection of not thinking about it. But it goes inward and minces up with a lot of other things already there and what comes out it discontent and uneasiness, guilt and a compulsion to get something—anything—before it is all gone.

As is usually true of a man of one idea, he became obsessed.

When a condition or a problem becomes too great, humans have the protection of not thinking about it. But it goes inward and minces up with a lot of other things already there and what comes out is discontent and uneasiness, guilt and a compulsion to get something—anything—before it is all gone.

And here he was, a big, fat, grown-up whoremaster, leaning his stomach against his desk while his cheeks darkened with blood and excited chills ran up his legs and thighs.

For Mr. Edwards, as cold-blooded a whoremaster as ever lived, had fallen hopelessly, miserably in love with Catherine Amesbury. He rented a sweet little brick house for her and then gave it to her.