Quotes About Obsession

Littlefinger looked like a boy who had just taken a furtive bite from a honeycomb. He was TRYING to watch for bees, but the honey was so sweet.

The things we love destroy us every time

Half as big but twice as mad.

He was beastly tired, but it was hard to stop. One more book, he had told himself, then I'll stop. One more folio, just one more. One more page, then I'll go up and rest and get a bite to eat. But there was always another page after that one, and another after that, and another book waiting underneath the pile. I'll just take a quick peek to see what this one is about, he'd think, and before he knew he would be halfway through it.

Forbid her anything and it became her heart's desire.

one more book, he had told himself, then i'll stop. one more folio, just one more. one more page then i'll go up and rest and get a bite to eat. But there was always another page after that one, and another after that, and another book waiting underneath the pile. "I'll just take a quick peek to see what this one is about", he'd think, and before he knew he would be halfway through it. Ladies and Gentlemen, SAMWELL TARLY IS ONE OF US!

You'll think of me every time you go to bed. Then you'll get hard and you'll have no one to help you and you'll never be able to sleep unless you-" She grinned that wicked grin Tyrion liked so well. "-is that why they call it the Tower of the Hand, m'lord?

Fanaticism consists of redoubling your effort when you have forgotten your aim.

Fanaticism consists in redoubling your efforts when you have forgotten your aim.

Fanaticism consists in redoubling your effort when you have forgotten your aim.

Strange, isn't it? To have dedicated one's life to a certain venture, neglecting other aspects of one's life, only to have that venture, in the end, amount to nothing at all, the products of one's labors ultimately forgotten?

I can't help but postulate that there is something oddly comforting in imagining an end we share together, rather than alone, and that this feeds our mutual obsession with Doomsday. The apocalypse that wipes out 99.99% of us doesn't discriminate by race, class, or geography. As it turns out, everyone's brains do in fact taste the same.

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

Incredible nervous state, trepidation beyond words: to be this much in love is to be sick (and I love to be sick).

You perhaps now know that desire reduces us to pulp.

Rather than the obsession with impurity, you'd do better to fear the nostalgia for purity.

Oh the joy of an idée fixe! The contentment of a life taken up some ideal, any ideal! A gentle trap to catch the infinite, like the sun in a piece of mirror in a child's hand.

There is a pleasure sure In being mad, which none but madmen know. Dryden, The Spanish Friar II, i

I don't want him drooling all over the place like a sex-starved spaniel.

There is a pleasure sure In being mad, which none but madmen know. – DRYDEN, The Spanish Friar, II

While repression stifles desire, addiction attaches desire, bonds and enslaves the energy of desire to certain specific behaviors, things, or people. These objects of attachment then become preoccupations and obsessions; they come to rule our lives. The

Without fanaticism we cannot accomplish anything.

To want to forget something is to think of it.

Some people might say that I think too highly of you just because I worship the water you walk on.