Quotes About Obsession

What Marla loves, she says, is all the things that people love intensely and then dump an hour or a day after. The way a Christmas tree is the center of attention, then, after Christmas you see those dead Christmas trees with the tinsel still on them, dumped alongside the highway.

He descubierto que no importa cuánta gente mate, nunca es suficiente.- Helen.

Deseaba respirar humo.

La gente si innamora del proprio dolore al punto che non riesce più ad abbandonarlo. Lo stesso vale per le storie che racconta. Siamo noi stessi a tenerci in trappola».

The desire for perfection is like a pit of wet coal silt: it will grab your boots like iron hands and never let you go. 13.

You need to be possessed, controlled, owned." Something

You are used to having the focus on you. You've probably heard it many times before—it's all about the submissive. She remains in ultimate control, because she controls the scene. You are obsessed with your own pleasure and pain, and your effect on your Dom. When do you get a whipping, when do you get to come, does your Dom find you sexy, attractive, submissive, obedient?

Ojomo, "Obsession with ending poverty is where development is going wrong," Guardian, February 8, 2017

Give me B movies or give me death!

With the inevitability of a tongue returning to probe a painful tooth, we come back and back and back again to our fears, sitting to talk them over with the eagerness of a hungry man before a full and steaming plate.

You are my beauty, my body, perfected. All I was drained off into you. When you left, my health went with you - leaving a moral morbidity I smell in my sleep. The acts I committed for the love of you. Acts I can never forget. I crawled into the bellies of the dead to fish out a little life... I have an appetite for it now. I have an unrelenting lust for death.

We all count the hours. We all look for completion, even if we fear it. We long to be consumed. I long to be consumed.

There is in our natures a calamitous hunger for consummation.

So intent was Frank upon solving the puzzle of Lemarchand's box that he didn't hear the great bell begin to ring.

What are you trying to prove? Do you think if you kill enough people in the worst ways imaginable they'll give you a name like the Madman, or the Butcher? It doesn't matter how many abhorrent tortures you devise. You'll always be the Pinhead.

She turned his

I feel about my phone the way horror-movie ventriloquists feel about their dummies: It's smarter than me, better than me, and I will kill anyone who comes between us.

Ironically enough, in the same way that fear brings to pass what one is afraid of, likewise a forced intention makes impossible what one forcibly wishes. This excessive intention, or "hyper-intention," as I call it, can be observed particularly in cases of sexual neurosis.

It is possible that the most misunderstood man upon earth is the collector of books…

Man wants what he cannot have, or what is difficult to procure, or what he must wade through the blood of other men to get. So with collectors.

A book collector is mad enough to begin with, Watson; but tempt him with some such bait as this Shakespeare quarto and he is bereft of all sanity.

Unconscionable Love, To what extremes will you not drive our hearts!

O tyrant love, to what do you not drive the hearts of men.

His looks, his words, they pierce her heart and cling— no peace, no rest for her body, love will give her none.