Quotes About Obsession

Trust me when you love something you don't need motivation.

I was still too young to know that there is no such thing as love without trust. There is only obsession and co-dependence.

Never trust people who don't have something in their lives that they love beyond all reason.

Don't bend; don't water it down; don't try to make it logical; don't edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.

The need to go astray, to be destroyed, is an extremely private, distant, passionate, turbulent truth.

Photography my passion, the search for truth, my obsession.

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

She frowned at him. "Not every man thinks constantly of... of..." Darach grinned. "Aye, they do, demoiselle. Every man, from the time he is about ten until the day he dies, thinks frequently of that.

drunk on research, exhilarated by arcane details

Have you contracted that special illness of the ear — verse?

You will think me cruel, very selfish, but love is always selfish; the more ardent the more selfish. How jealous I am you cannot know. You must come with me, loving me, to death; or else hate me and still come with me, and hating me through death and after.

You will think me cruel, very selfish, but love is always selfish; the more ardent the more selfish. How jealous I am you cannot know. You must come with me, loving me, to death; or else hate me, and still come with me, and hating me through death and after. There is no such word as indifference in my apathetic nature.

That's right, I am a book kisser.

Many women are so gripped with fear over the loss of a man that they think of him constantly.

Just that I have loved you, even when I was nothing and no one to you, when you didn't know my name and barely knew my face. - Leo

There existed something in this world that bound a mage tighter than a blood oath: love. Love was the ultimate chain, the ultimate whip, and the ultimate slave driver.

He wanted to make cast models of her. He wanted to take a set of precision calipers and measure every distance between her features. He wanted her blood and glandular fluids analyzed by the finest chemists in the world—there must be something detectibly different in her inner workings for him to respond so dramatically, as if he'd been given a drug for which science had yet to find a name. But more than anything, he wanted to—

a drunk did not expect the bottle to love him back,and she only wished to drink him in whenever she could.

Technophillia is our natural state: we love our object and follow where they lead.

Fuck, I wanted her. Even knowing what she thought of me, I wanted her. In all my life, I'd never wanted anything, not really.

All I could think of when I got a look at the place from the outside was what fun it would be to stand out there and watch it burn down.

Any star can be devoured by human adoration, sparkle by sparkle.

One is very crazy when in love.

the drive for power is potentially endless and boundless. Some people in search of power cannot conceive any limitation to it. Such people as Alexander the Great and Napoleon could have had all the wealth and sex they wanted in the early period of their political life, but they continued to seek more and more power.