Quotes About Obsession

I'm as obsessive with health as I was with destruction.

Poverty thinking is always focused on other people's money, and it often gets obsessively focused on an unbiblical notion of equality (which we'll discuss in more detail in the next chapter). If there are two people in a room, one rich and one broke, then a modern-day Robin Hood should come in, take the rich person's money, and give it to the broke person. The fact that Robin Hood was a thief isn't important.

Facebook. No matter what else they're doin', these bastards never miss checking in on Facebook every day, several times a day. They go on, look at what people are sayin' on their pages, sometimes they answer and sometimes they don't and then they go back to their drug dealin' ways.

Like a moth, Rene was attracted to the flame of fame

Just dying till the day you ask me to be your Crank bride.

The creature was a horrific mix of animal and machine, and seemed to realize it was being observed, seemed to know what lay inside the walls of the Glade, seemed to want to get inside and feast on human flesh.

Despite everything he'd learned and witnessed firsthand, it called to him as much as hunger or thirst. A movement up on the left wall of the South Door caught his attention. Startled, he reacted quickly, looking just in time to see a flash of silver. A patch of ivy shook

Every time he thought of her, rage boiled inside him.

And for that, they would pay. Thomas swore this to himself a thousand times a day.

As much as I transferred my mother to Elizabeth Shore of The Black Dahlia, as much as her dad mutated into an obsession with crime in general, well, I have thought about other things throughout the years.

To me, there's nothing on earth other than women. It's why I get out of bed every morning.

Dead people belong to the live people who claim them most obsessively.

Even from a listening end now, I'm still completely a fan of music.

and yet her name was like a summons to all my foolish blood.

History has shown repeatedly that any obsession with the demonic will always lead to tragedy.

Good boy. I want you all to myself. Like I told you, I love you.

I was ruled by two passions: clock and crime.

Because we are urban dwellers we are obsessed with human problems. We are so alienated from the world of nature that few of us can name the wild flowers and insects of our locality or notice the rapidity of their extinction.

Characters who engage in murder, sadistic cruelty, malignant selfishness or narcissism, dishonorable and dishonest acts, and obsessions with relative frivolities such as political intrigue and playing the game of thrones transgress against not just individuals but society itself.

I knew then what I had done. I had killed a man. I had killed a man to get a woman. I had put myself in her power, so there was one person in the world that could point a a finger at me, and I would have to die. I had done all that for her, and I never want to see her again as long as I lived. That's all it takes, one drop of fear, to curdle love into hate.

There was something unnatural, a little unhealthy, about the way she inhaled Veda's smell as she dedicated the rest of her life to this child who had been spared.

In the weeks leading up to his arrival by train in Pittsburgh, Alexander Berkman had been obsessed with the escalating drama at Homestead. He was living with his partner and lover, the anarchist Emma Goldman, in the New England factory town of Worcester, Massachusetts. By day the couple earned a living serving sandwiches and scooping ice cream in a small diner. By night, they made love and dreamed of revolution.

If your book doesn't keep you up nights when you are writing it, it won't keep anyone up nights reading it.

Novel writing is like heroin addiction; it takes everything you've got.