Quotes About Obsession

The professional loves it so much he dedicates his life to it. He commits full-time.

solitary golfers struck him as a squirrelly, self-involved breed, like hermits or fly fishermen.

What chance did words have beside the distraction of her body?

You think you want to know something, and then once you do, all you can think about is erasing it from your mind.

I marveled at how mixed up people got when it came to love. I myself, for instance. It seemed like I was now thinking of Zach forty minutes out of every hour, Zach, who was an impossibility. That's what I told myself five hundred times: impossibility. I can tell you this much: the word is a great big log throw on the fires of love.

The idea that North Korea alone excelled while all other nations were falling behind seemed a near obsession.

This singular obsession with his every movement, from the way he laughed to the exact angle of his gaze, was because only one topic existed. There was only so much you could say about one man who was probably sick in bed, so they filled the time by dissecting every last aspect of his life.

It's amazing. I never used to like red cabbage, but now when I get only a teaspoon of it, it's all I can think about. How lovely. How tasty. How not fish it is.

Obsession is an accidental haunting, by a person not aware she's a ghost. I knew Sarah was my ghost, but she'd forgotten I even existed.

Oh, God, oh, God, oh, God. Not Riley. Anything but that. After all this time, couldn't her reputation as a young, crazed teenaged stalker be put to rest?

She decided she would find out all she could about Bettina then kill off a character just like her in her next book. The death would be grisly, she promised herself. Slow and painful.

Collecting expresses a free-floating desire that attaches and re-attaches itself—it is a succession of desires. The true collector is in the grip not of what is collected but of collecting.

A great private collection is a material concentrate that continually stimulates, that overexcites. Not only because it can always be added to, but because it is already too much. The collector's need is precisely for excess, for surfeit, for profusion. It's too much—and it's just enough for me. … A collection is always more than is necessary.

My love wants to incorporate her totally, to eat her. My love is selfish.

No sería erróneo hablar de una compulsión a fotografiar: a transformar la experiencia misma en una manera de ver.

I have such strong tendencies to abandon myself to someone with whom I'm in love—to want to give up everything, to be possessed totally as well as to possess totally.

Overblown responsibility was a part of my preoccupation with myself.

Poor fool, ruining his life for a piece of cloth smeared with mineral paste, for a fake, I had to tell myself, a mere curiosity.

she read books the way an addict swallowed pills. She devoured stories one after the other, trying not to let reality intrude too deeply.

She read voraciously, devouring a dog-eared copy of The Handmaid's Tale it one sleepless night.

I read books, …Like, all the time.

I have no cause to love Mr. Norrell- far from it. But I know this about him: he is a magician first and everything else second- and Jonathan is the same. Books and magic are all either of them really care about.

Thaumatomane: a person possessed of a passion for magic and wonders, Dictionary of the English Language by Samuel Johnson.

But no, Potticary, poor fool, brushed his boots for love of it. He probably had a slave mentality; but had never read enough for it to worry him.