Quotes About Obsession

The maxim Nothing avails but perfection may be spelt p-a-r-a-l-y-s-i-s

Demelza thought: She's one day too late, just one day. How beautiful she is; how I hate her. Then she glanced at Ross again, and for the first time like the stab of a treacherous knife it occurred to her that Ross's desire for her last night was a flicker for empty passion. All day she had been too preoccupied with her own feelings to spare time for his. Now she could see so much in his eyes.

If what I feel for you is dislike -- for coming between me and my work sometime every day in the last fifteen months --if that's dislike...If being unable to forget your voice, or the way you turn your neck, or the lights in your hair -- if that's dislike...If wanting to hear that you're married and dreading to hear that you're married...If resenting the condescension that pretends you're not out of my reach...Perhaps you can identify these symptoms for me.

The maxim, Nothing prevails but perfection, may be spelled PARALYSIS.

Never give up on something that you can't go a day without thinking about.

Sonuna kadar insan olmayanlar?n sonuna kadar dünya olmayan dünyas?n? bir ân bile unutam?yordum -ve panikle korka korka, acayip iÄŸrene iÄŸrene, onun batakl?k yeÅŸilini sadece gözümde canland?rd???mda bile ürpere ürpere yine de ondan kopmay? beceremiyordum; mini mini bir kuÅŸun y?lan?n görüntüsüyle büyülenmesi gibi büyülenmiÅŸtim.

i tylko jedno mnie dr?czy?o: czy Fryderyk to zauwa?y?? Czy wiedzia?? Fryderyk?

Because it's much more pleasant to be obsessed over how the hero gets out of his predicament than it is over how I get out of mine.

See, I will always have this penchant for what I call kamikaze women. I call them kamikazes because they, you know they crash their plane, they're self-destructive. But they crash into you, and you die along with them.

In the end this obsession for conformity leads to fascism.

I was obsessed with gangsters, baseball players, jazz musicians, and Bob Hope movies, but young women have been a tiny fraction of the women I dated over the decades. I have used the May-December ploy as a comic and romantic theme a few times, just as I have used psychoanalysis or murder or Jewish jokes, but only as good material for plots and laughs.

I couldn't get Him out of my head. Still can't. I spent three solid days thinking about Him. The more He bothered me, the less I coul forget Him. And the more I learned about Him, the less I wanted to leave Him.

Fanatics do not have faith - they have belief. With faith you let go. You trust. Whereas with belief you cling.

onanists breaking a sweat on monkeys, ponies, birds;

Was this the face that launched a thousand ships, and burnt the topless towers of Ileum?

Had I as many souls as there be stars, I'd give them all for Mephistopheles!

Mr. Gilbert had the earnest mania for self-improvement which has blighted the lives of so many young men.

Bet visada atsiranda vienas ar du, kurie išsineša paslapt? ir kamuojasi d?l jos taip niekada ir nepriart?dami prie jos išsiaiškinimo.

I cannot tell if what the world considers 'happiness' is happiness or not. All I know is that when I consider the way they go about attaining it, I see them carried away headlong, grim and obsessed, in the general onrush of the human herd, unable to stop themselves or to change their direction. All the while they claim to be just on the point of attaining happiness.

A fanatic is someone who redoubles his efforts when he has forgotten his aim.

I once loved a girl who almost loved me, but not as much as she loved John Cusack.

It was the kind of love you can only feel toward someone you don't actually know.

Voltaire gave us his classic summary: "It was neither holy, nor Roman, nor an empire." Its legacy, however, endured. The ancient obsession with Italy, the costly conflicts with the papacy, and the continuous resistance of German nobles to any strong central authority had made the empire essentially ungovernable for more than five centuries.

The little imp had gone Brazilian. Damn him for a sinner but the thoughts that zinged through his mind would make the roof of a church cave in on him. Thoughts like: She better have done that with me in mind because I'm not letting anyone with a set of balls near her ever again. Thoughts like: Mine. Mine and mine.