Quotes About Obsession

Pigeon racing was introduced to Taiwan from Japan at the turn of the last century; the country's obsession with the sport really began only about forty years ago.

I'm an animal with you, he murmured. I want to mark you. I want to possess you so completely there's no separation between us.

Honestly, Gideon Cross had been designed to fuck a woman right out of her mind.

I'm obsessed with you, angel. Addicted to you. You're everything I've ever wanted or needed, everything I've ever dreamed of. You're everything. I live and breathe you. For you.

You're an addiction...my obsession...

I have one one type: Eva Lauren Tramell. That's it." I rolled my eyes. "Okay. Whatever.

You have a transportation fetish. I have a Gideon fetish. It's been weeks.

If I owned Gideon, he possessed me. I couldn't imagine belonging to anyone else.

If you're going to worry about anything, Gideon, it should be me . Because I can't be rational when it comes to you. I'm crazy about you. Literally. I can't think about a future without you— it freaks me out.

If she wanted my money, I'd give her every cent. If she wanted another man, I'd make her forget him

I would have found Eva eventually. And I would've wanted her, given up everything to have her. I would have left you to be with her. The end was inevitable.

Your craving should be for me, angel, not an orgasm. For my body, my hands. Eventually, you won't be able to come without my skin touching yours.

He loved me so much more than he loved himself. It broke my heart that he'd sell himself short like that. It made it impossible to hold myself back. "You're everything to me," I breathed. "I think about you all the time.

Baby girl, Cross is a tsunami.

You like sex, angel," he purred. "Nothing wrong with that. You're greedy and insatiable, and I love it. I love knowing that once I get inside you, you're going to suck me dry. Then you'll want to do it again.

We were addicted to each other.

I think of nothing but you. All day. Every day. Everything I do, I do with you in mind. There's no room for anyone else.

If you wanted him, it wouldn't be enough for me to let you go. I want you too much. I want you with me, in my life, in my bed. If I can have that, nothing else matters. I'm not too proud to take what I can get.

There were thousands of women in New York alone who could replace me in his life, but there was only one Gideon Cross.

I swayed into him, drawn to his obsessive and insatiable raw need for me, which reflected the depth of my need for him

And he'll indulge you, because he's making an investment in you. You're an asset to him. You're beautiful, well bred and well connected, and independently wealthy. You're also in love with him and he can't take his eyes off you. I bet he can't keep his hands off you, either.

I would always be obsessive when it came to her. I'd come to accept that. Eventually, she would, too. "There are things I can't give you. Don't fight me on the things I can.

You're the reason I breathe, I can't turn it off." I slid my mouth across her cheek. "I think of nothing but you. All day. Every day. Everything I do, I do with you in mind. There's no room for anyone else. It kills me that you have room for him.

I've always seen you, angel. From the moment you found me, I've seen nothing but you." -- Gideon Cross to Eva Tarmell