Quotes About Obsession

There is no strong performance without a little fanaticism in the performer.

I'm a bookaholic on the road to recovery. Ha, not really. I'm on the road to the bookstore.

Colour is my day-long obsession, joy and torment.

It was a hard sell, since he's a database person, and as far as I've seen, once those database worms eat into your brain, it's hard to ever get anything practical done again. To a database person, every nail looks like a thumb. Or something like that.

I hated him with a passion so deep, sometimes it felt like love.

A blonde to make a bishop kick a hole in a stained-glass window.

Those obsessed with health are not healthy: the first requisite of good health is a certain calculated carelessness about oneself.

Their highest concept of right conduct, in his case, was to get a job. That was their first word and their last. It constituted their whole lexicon of ideas. Get a job! Go to work! Poor, stupid slaves, he thought, while his sister talked. Small wonder the world belonged to the strong. The slaves were obsessed by their own slavery. A job was to them a golden fetish before which they fell down and worshipped.

So the little thing grew bigger. He was healthy and normal, ate regularly, slept long hours, and yet the growing little thing was becoming an obsession. WORK PERFORMED. The phrase haunted his brain.

Some maundering fancy of going out with the tide suddenly obsessed me.

I've seen workaholics who've destroyed people. They become obsessed. They send out terrible messages. They make people feel guilty if they don't show up on Saturday. What a stupid message. People should be giving that time to their families.

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There is a madness in love.

As gloriously, splendidly, intractably single-minded as he was, loving him was like grasping a knife, a clean white blaze of pain that kept me anchored to myself.

It involved Melisande, and the razor-sharp blades they call flechettes, and a good deal of me screaming ... I have dreams about it still, and Elua help me, some of them are exquisite.

In the end, I didn't know why I loved her to the point of distraction. I knew only that I did.

I am going to devour you, Magdelegna," he promised her, the darkness of his cravings coming to bear on her fully at last. "You wanted to know my passions? Allow me to introduce them to you.

I have often been mildly amused when I think that the great American novel was not written about New England or Chicago. It was written about a white whale in the South Pacific.

Money, iit turned out, was exactly like sex, you thought of nothing else if you didn't have it and thought of otherthings if you did.

She was in a terrible state, for she found that she could neither take her eyes off him nor look at him.

I am nothing to you, nothing, and you bring me fever but no delight.

Every good-to-great transition in our research began with a Level 5 leader who motivated people more with inspired standards than inspiring personality. Every 10x entrepreneurial success in our research had founders and leaders who, while sometimes colorful characters, never confused leadership with personality; they were utterly obsessed with making the company truly great and ensuring it endured beyond themselves.

1:52 a.m. His favorite nightcap—coffee and Benzedrine.

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