Quotes About Obsession

You know why I don't leave," he said again to Damon, who wouldn't look at him. "You can pretend you don't care. You can fool the whole world. But I know differently." It would have been kindest at this point to leave Damon alone, but Stefan wasn't in a kind mood. "You know that girl you picked up, Rachael?" he added. "The hair was all right, but her eyes were the wrong color. Elena's eyes were blue.

I don't know; Killers are sort of romantic. Imagine your dying with his hands around his throat. He'd strangle the life out of you, and the last thing you would see would be his face."

He was evil. Cruel, capricious, and dangerous as a cobra. A prince of darkness. Completely evil, and completely in love with her.

Okay, so she is crazy. I don't care. I think I love her.

Elena is mine.

She'd have him, even if it killed her. If it killed both of them, she'd have him.

She'd have him, even if it killed her. If it killed both of them, she'd have him

I am simply a 'book drunkard.' Books have the same irresistible temptation for me that liquor has for its devotee. I cannot withstand them.

Their conversations usually followed the same pattern: beginning with Lady Franklin and her obsession, they ended with Leadbitter and his fictitious home-life. Ask me no questions and I'll tell you no lies; but Lady Franklin asked a great many questions and Leadbitter told her a great many lies.

A man who has schemed for some time can no longer do without it; all other ways of living are to him dull and insipid.

There are certain people who so ardently and so passionately desire a thing, that from dread of losing it they leave nothing undone to make them lose it.

L'odieuse créature qui n'avait jamais aimé personne l'adorait inexplicablement, lui appartenait corps et âme, jouissait d'être rossé par lui et aurait fait calciner sa fille pour lui plaire.

I'm very happy that I have an Italian version, a French version, and then I have my own company, but I'm not obsessed by my name. Some people are, "Oh, my name," but I couldn't care less about my name. What I like is the job. The ego trip of that comes later.

No. I love my grudges. I tend to them like little pets. Madeline

He read while he walked. He read while he ate. The other librarians suspected he somehow read while he slept, or perhaps didn't sleep at all.

I love vengeance like normal people love sunsets and long walks on the beach. I eat vengeance with a spoon like it's honey. In fact, I may not even be a real person, but just a vow of vengeance made flesh.

Beauty,' Brimstone had scoffed once. 'Humans are fools for it. As helpless as moths who hurl themselves at fire.

I start to wonder if I'm being creepy. I mean, I am creeping. Does creep-ing automatically make one creep-y? Or are there dispensations for…romance? I bet all stalkers believe they're being romantic. I did it for love, officer.

It's not stalking if you don't follow them home, right?

Let me tell you something about me. I love vengeance like normal people love sunsets and long walks on the beach. I eat vengeance with a spoon like it's honey. In fact, I may not even be a real person, but just a vow of vengeance made flesh.

Forbid a man something and he craves it like his soul's salvation

I bet all stalkers believe they're being romantic. I did it for love, officer.

Sathaz: The desire to possess that which can never be yours.

You have ruined my tongue for all other tastes," and understood finally what that phrase meant.