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Quotes About Obsession

She heard a male groan, but whose it was she wasn't certain. "They'll just watch," he whispered as his head lifted. "Watch me eat every perfect inch of your body this time. That's all. No pressure, Kelly.
~ Lora Leigh
That isn't love." She had to force the words out. "No more than possession is love, Graeme. No more than Mating Heat is love. Without real love, what separates possession from obsession, and Mating Heat from biological rape? Mating Heat can begin without love, but like lust, it won't bind mates without love.
~ Lora Leigh
She had, without realizing it at the time, learned to follow Nick's gaze, learned to learn his lust...his desires remained memorized within her. She looked at the attractive women he would look at...She had become him: she longed for these women. But she was also herself, and so she despised them. She lusted after them, but she also wanted to beat them up. A rapist. She had become a rapist, driving to work in a car.
~ Lorrie Moore
Everyone at some point in their lives should have a long great love affair with a magnificent lunatic.
~ Lorrie Moore
He gets into the habit of thinking so passionately at night that he begins to be persecuted by insomnia.
~ Louis de Bernieres
I've been in love often enough to be completely exhausted by it, and not to know what it means any more. When you look back afterwards, you can always find another way of putting it. You say, I was obsessed, it was really lust, I was fooling myself, because after you've recovered from being in love, you always decide that that wasn't what it was.
~ Louis de Bernieres
She tried to control herself rigidly, saying to herself, I won't look at him for another half hour. But all to no avail. She would sneak a glimpse, his eyes would flicker, and there she would be again, imprisoned by an amused smile and a raised eyebrow.
~ Louis de Bernieres
La juventud ama la impostura como los perritos aman los palos de madera, los huesos que les tiran... ¡y corren detrás de ellos!, se precipitan, ladran, pierden el tiempo...
~ Louis Ferdinand Céline
In that I was selfish. I wanted her with me always.
~ Louis L'Amour
Alcohol, for those addicted to it, is a kind of infatuation. It ends up displacing other relationships, becoming inseparable from your sense of who you are until a better, longer life no longer seems possible.
~ Louis Theroux
She is too fond of books, and it has turned her brain
~ Louisa May Alcott
She is too fond of books and it has addled her mind.
~ Louisa May Alcott
She gave her husband such a night of sexual pleasure that his eyes followed her constantly after that, narrow and hot. He grew molten when she passed near other men, and at night they made their own shaking tent. They got teased too much and moved farther off, into the brush, into the nesting ground of shy and holy loons. There, no one could hear them. In solitude they made love until they became gaunt and hungry, pale windigos with aching eyes, tongues of flame.
~ Louise Erdrich
By this point, the search for Doc Rockefeller had developed into a national obsession.
~ Ron Chernow
Golf was his greatest indulgence.
~ Ron Chernow
disse Serena.
~ Ron Rash
She was too preoccupied about appearing young, I suppose, to care about anything else, her own part included.
~ Ronald Firbank
El mundo se derrumba. Y, desde las ruinas tu te obsesionas en darle vueltas y vueltas al instante anterior al terremoto.
~ Rosa Montero
Sólo la carne les daba un respiro. Piel contra piel, se amaban. También de vacaciones: cuando se iban solos, cuando se dedicaban a subir montañas, cuando no había nadie ante quien pelearse. Ningún juez y ningún testigo. A Pablo le amarga, le obsesiona, no haber sido capaz de quererla mejor. Quererla a la altura de lo que de verdad la quería.
~ Rosa Montero
Como aún era muy joven, estaba convencida de que nunca jamás encontraría a ningún hombre que me gustara tanto. Los demás varones de la Tierra desaparecieron para mis ojos: tres mil millones de seres que se borraron de golpe. Era un sufrimiento tan obsesivo que, por las mañanas, cuando me despertaba, el primer pensamiento que me asaltaba era la imagen de M. y la desolada certidumbre de haberlo perdido.
~ Rosa Montero
De lo que no cabía la menor duda era de que el amor te envenenaba, te embrutecía, te hacía cometer todo tipo de tonterías y desmesuras.
~ Rosa Montero
Obsesión, perfeccionismo y un nivel elevado de energía».
~ Rosa Montero
La sostenía una voluntad de hierro, un gusto maníaco por la perfección y una increíble testarudez»
~ Rosa Montero
todo poder lleva en sí mismo el ansia de perpetuarse, la tentación de lo absoluto.
~ Rosa Montero Gayo