Quotes About Obsession

he understood there was no way to escape Time, and that this moment he had been granted to watch as a child, which had never ceased to obsess him, was the moment of his own death.

Back then, I was obsessed with dying, because I secretly wanted to live forever.

His body and mind seemed fueled by the arcane energy burning inside his flesh, and the only time he ever felt tired was when he had gone too long between killings.

But Walter was only interested in what Nina was carrying. She was the one with the food.

My hope is that people will be repulsed by the character's complete lack of ethics and obsession with consumerism - that's what I was saying about the difference between the character's message and the film's message.

Because I want every breath you take to be empty unless you're close enough to smell me. Every word you speak to be unimportant unless it's to me. Every sound you hear empty unless it's my voice. I want you to remember that whatever pleasure you have from now on, you'll have it from me. ~Rurik Wilder~

I've been to therapists my whole life. I find the less attention I pay to food, the healthier I am. Any obsession is dangerous. And a whole country that's obsessed with one thing, unless it's, like, jeans, it's very dangerous. Everyone's obsessed right now with carbohydrates in this country. It's ridiculous.

Was this the face that launched a thousand ships/And burnt the topless towers of Ilium?

Transformation is something that obsesses me. What is the soul? Is there a difference between something like a soul and something like a self? Is our identity something we construct, or is it organic and natural? There are all kinds of theories.

Love is benign only when it gets what it wants. Otherwise love can be far more destructive than mindless sex.

An obsessed reader figured that 'Armistead Maupin' was an anagram for 'is a man I dreamt up'.

Lo cierto es que me obsesionaba una sola idea: la determinación de vivir, de sobrevivir a toda costa.

Romantic love is an addiction: a perfectly wonderful addiction when it's going well, and a perfectly horrible addiction when it's going poorly.

Romantic love is an obsession. It possesses you. You lose your sense of self. You can't stop thinking about another human being.

the regime's utter cultural and intellectual mediocrity, and especially its obsession with ensuring a rigid outward conformity to its neo-traditionalist values in public life.

Sometimes our passion is our ruin.

I think now that White's quest for the hawks was his final test of Gos: he was behaving like a fearful man who has finally won someone's love and, unsure whether that love can be trusted, decides it is safer to obsess about someone else.

Something impossibly heavy that held me in thrall, a scrap of the divine not good for my soul, a thing that should never have been fixed in place on tape to be repeatedly overheard, a thing that stood between me and the telling of secrets.

As British writer Gordon Burn wrote in Somebody's Husband, Somebody's Son (one of the very few good books written about serial killers),

Do you want this ice cream?" he asked her, whisking the dish all around the tabletop. "I mean, do you truly want it? Would you fight for this ice cream? Would you bear a deep wound in order to possess this ice cream completely? How deep a wound? What if it was as deep as the grave? What does this ice cream really mean to you, Miss Cabrini?

But then some people give off a strange sense of preoccupation, as if there is something in their lives so important to them that they have to keep it silent, and close. And to keep this thing close, they make sacrifices.

Harriet didn't wish to see someone this passionate become a walking Druhástrana, cut off from the rest of the world.

Jealousy is the tie that binds, and binds, and binds.

From the minute I wake up until I go to bed I think about food.