Quotes About Obsession

My mind's sunk so low, Claudia, because of you, wrecked itself on your account so bad already, that I couldn't like you if you were the best of women,--or stop loving you, no matter what you do.

I was more addicted to self destruction then to the drugs themselves ... something very romantic about it

I have loved women even to madness, but I have always loved liberty better.

io mi sentiva il cuore molto molle e tenero, e alla cena osservando gli atti e i discorsi della Signora, mi piacquero assai, e mi ammollirono sempre più; e insomma, la Signora mi premeva molto... Diario del primo amore

Art is a kind of illness.

I knew I'd never get enough of her. She was straight out of hell.

The implication of her turn of phrase, as Matthew knew, wasn't to be taken seriously. But, like all sufferers from unrequited love, he had ceased to be particular. The words had been said. For that he was grateful. For his nocturnal reveries, for the postmortem of each day that he conducted night after night, it was all that mattered.

Colonel Sir Guy Wethered's thoughts were still peculiar as he watched his guest open the door for his young wife. Danger had always stimulated him. And this might be danger of a new kind. "I made her marry me", he brooded. "And I'll damn well make her stay married to me. Whether she wants to or whether she doesn't." Not that there could be any real danger from Rusty. All the same…

You can miss an experience by obsessing over how to contain it.

Oh my gosh, I feel like I'm really obsessive about anything dealing with my health.

What on earth is all this love which makes everyone go mad? - Berta

Les collectionneurs étaient des personnages mesquins, des gens qui vivaient dans l'obsession d'un contrôle qu'ils n'atteindraient jamais.

You can't live in dread of something for long without beginning to crave it.

The pornologue's mantric (as is the Athanasian Creed, for that matter) sucking her down to a level of herself where no questions are asked, where her history evaporates, where her self bleeds painlessly into the void.

For the love of Mary, I get it, she's got a nifty twat. Tell me what I need to know and you can go up there and try'n get back into it.

I'm in love, truly, madly, deeply in love with perception.

Every single one of them with their eyes open and on him, their mouths, too, halfway screaming, halfway begging. Offering themselves to him, because the call was irresistible despite being recognizable. They were moths who know what the light is, know what it will do to them. And come anyway.

Every single one of them with their eyes open and on him, their mouths, too, halfway screaming, halfway begging. Offering themselves to him, because the call was irresistible despite being recognizable. They were moths who know what the to light is, know what it will do to them. And they come anyway.

I became a fanatic about healthy food in 1944.

The craving to be famous is like an insidious disease, no matter how well known you become it's never enough, it never satisfies.

I have so much and my feeling for her devours everything, I have so much and without her everything is nothing.

Generally speaking, the most miserable people I know are those who are obsessed with themselves; the happiest people I know are those who lose themselves in the service of others...By and large, I have come to see that if we complain about life, it is because we are thinking only of ourselves.

I've known a boy. I've measured beauty. What more do I want?

Addicts are selfish; it's always, ALWAYS about them.