Quotes About Obsession

Deprived of their newspapers or a novel, reading-addicts will fall back onto cookery books, on the literature which is wrapped around bottles of patent medicine, on those instructions for keeping the contents crisp which are printed on the outside of boxes of breakfast cereals. On anything.

Defined in psychological terms, a fanatic is a man who consciously overcompensates a secret doubt.

All of us desire a better state of society. But society cannot become better before two great tasks are performed.Unless peace can be firmly established and the prevailing obsession with money and power profoundly modified, there is no hope of any desirable change being made.

Everything that ever gets done in this world is done by madmen

I think of you so incessantly, so insistently. The thought of you is always there. It lies hidden, a latency, in the most unlikely things and places, ready at the command of some chance association to jump out at me from its ambush.

What's lemonade? Something you make out of lemons. And what's a crusade? Something you make out of crosses—a course of gratuitous violence motivated by an obsession with unanalyzed symbols.

An intellectual is someone who's found one thing that's more interesting than sex.

Stab your demoniac smile to my brain, Soak me in cognac, love, and cocaine

She it is, she, that found me In the morphia honeymoon; With silk and steel she bound me In her poisonous milk she drowned me, Even now her arms surround me

the true test of the perversity of a pleasure is that it occupies a disproportionate amount of the attention.

I once knew a man who built a railway all for himself.

Così finì per capire che si trovava in una situazione nota a molti umani, ma non per questo meno dolorosa: ciò che, solo, li fa sentire vivi, è qualcosa che però, lentamente, è destinato ad ammazzarli. I figli per i genitori, il successo per gli artisti, le montagne troppo alte per gli alpinisti. Scrivere libri, per Jasper Gwyn.

Allora lei rise, era la prima volta che la vedevo ridere, e tu lo sai bene, Andersson, com'è Jun quando ride, non è che uno può star lì e far finta di niente, se c'è Jun che gli ride lì davanti è chiaro che uno finisce per pensare se io non bacio quella donna impazzirò. E io pensai: se non bacio quella ragazza impazzirò.

Every man has a devouring passion in his heart, as every fruit has its worm.

The shortest madnesses are the best...

It was always disconcerting to meet those who had become so obsessed with a single topic that they could not see their concerns in context.

At the heart of Scots culture, though, was an awful interdiction of such emotional closeness between men and women; a terrible separation inflicted by a distorted football-obsessed emotional tyranny, such a deep injury of the soul.

Why?" Rhett's mouth twisted in a smile. "Because she was so full of fire and so recklessly, stubbornly brave. Because she was such a child beneath all her pretenses. Because she was unlike any woman I had ever known. She fascinated me, infuriated me, drove me mad. I loved her as consumingly as she loved him. From the day I first laid eyes on her. It was a kind of disease.

I've barely been able to think about anything else.' 'Other than...' He waited for me to finish. 'Kissing you, dummy,' I said. 'Really?' 'You shouldn't be that surprised,' I said. He grinned. 'I'm just glad to know we're on the same page.

Caring too much for objects can destroy you. Only—if you care for a thing enough, it takes on a life of its own, doesn't it? And isn't the whole point of things—beautiful things—that they connect you to some larger beauty?

And oh, the oh my nape of the neck. The up-swept oh my nape of the neck. I could walk behind anyone and fall in love. Don't stop. Don't turn around.

He loves her like a gambler loves a fast racehorse or a desperate man loves whiskey. That kind of love eats a man up.

He rang Laurel as soon as he reached the apartment. Before he fixed a drink, before even lighting a cigarette. There was no answer to the call. He rang her every fifteen minutes after that, and at six, when the dusk was moving across the open windows, and when there was still no answer to his call, he stepped out into the courtyard where he could look up at her apartment. But there were no lights in it.

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