Quotes About Obsession

When I was younger I was obsessed with writing, so even if I wanted to listen, I didnt have time.

I make movies about people in spiritual crisis because it's a way for me to spend the time, the energy, the focus and the obsession to come to terms with my own spiritual crisis.

I made the mistake of watching "A.I." on cable the week they showed it about 792 times, and I ended up watching it every time it was on.

Viewers can hate a character and at the same time can't take their eyes off of him.

If you give yourself too much time, you kind of over-obsess about the music. It's not supposed to be like that.

I've been making the recordings for a long time, and I have tons and tons of them. I'm like a digital hoarder or something - everything is on like hard drives and whatever.

I hadn't been a nerd, mind you. I'd just been the type of guy who spent a lot of time by himself, focused entirely on a single consuming interest.

In the depths of hell roasting on a spit if it meant getting to be close to you.

He kept wandering all his life until the day he met her. For the first time, he felt he should stop and never look back again. Everything else seemed worthless. Such was her magic.

It is more than love, barely less than madness. It's never close enough.

A fierce possessiveness gripped him, a need to brand her, to make her his, now and forever. And he knew it was madness.

We are preoccupied with time. If we could learn to love space as deeply as we are now obsessed with time, we might discover a new meaning in the phrase 'to live like men.

Football fanaticism and high intellect seldom go together.

Sometimes one feels the need of a word more powerful than love, or at least one more exclusive to the love of one's heart.

She wanted his very soul, it seemed. Well, she would have it. He had no more use for it himself.

Do you not know that I love you more than is good for me?

I was completely enchanted, and have been ever since. Don't you know how you have turned my world upside down?

Either way, he was always staring into a bottomless pit, or into a whirlpool that forever sucked him inexorably inward to its vortex.

You cannot make a romantic lover of me, my dear. Or a noble character. I want you. In bed, do you understand? And I mean to do everything in my power during the next two weeks to have you there. Nothing else. No romance.

And there was that other thing too—that thing that dominated his every waking moment and kept him from sleep at night and haunted his dreams when he did nod off. There was Allie.

When had he become the sun and moon to her, the very air she breathed? - The Proposal

When had he become the sun and moon to her, the very air she breathed?

Whatever you worship will consume you, Dong-Sing wrote one week. Bob Wright worships money. Wyatt Earp worships justice. Eddie Foy worships applause. Doc worships home and family, as I do. How will this consume us?

He was enjoying himself now. He was beginning to see her as a locked garden that he could sneak into and sit in for days, tearing the heads off the flowers.