Quotes About Obsession

We all have passions.

A man so painfully in love is capable of self-torture beyond belief.

When a man says he does not want to speak of something he usually means he can think of nothing else.

We gather our arms full of guilt as though it were precious stuff. It must be that we want it that way.

Doc still loved true things but he knew that it was not a general love and it could be a very dangerous mistress.

Curious how a place unvisited can take such hold on the mind so that the very name sets up a ringing.

And is usually true of a man of one idea, [Charles] became obsessed.

I wonder if he had a Cathy and who she was.

As is usually true of a man of one idea, he became obsessed.

The emotion of nonviolence was building in him until it became a prejudice like any other thought-stultifying prejudice. To inflict any hurt on anything for any purpose became inimical to him. He became obsessed with this emotion, for such it surely was, until it blotted out any possible thinking in its area. But never was there any hint of cowardice in Adam's army record. Indeed he was commended three times and then decorated for bravery.

For Mr. Edwards, as cold-blooded a whoremaster as ever lived, had fallen hopelessly, miserably in love with Catherine Amesbury. He rented a sweet little brick house for her and then gave it to her.

If Rabbit knew a way to clone an adult sized vagina, Rabbit would clone it, have sex with it, then clone an arm to the side of that vagina so he could carry it with him everywhere he went like a big, fuzzy key chain.

A writer of fiction, a professional liar, is paradoxically obsessed with what is true.

La vida no vale nada si no tienes una obsesión.

I stand there sipping and savoring for over ten minutes, thinking of the man I read about who weighed six hundred pounds from drinking vast amounts of tap water.

There are a number of things that set Southern artists apart from anyone else. Their obsession with place and their obsession with family.

People are so much more fascinated by the royal family generally than in England.

My favorite water cooler topic is fantasy football. I used to make fun of friends for doing it and now I'm obsessed.

The poet is in command of his fantasy, while it is exactly the mark of the neurotic that he is possessed by his fantasy.

The heart grows brutal feeding on fantasies.

Curse us and crush us, my precious is lost!

I leaned right over to kiss your stoney book A little jealous of the ships with whom you flirt A billion lovers with their cameras Snap to look and in my fantasy I sail beneath your skirt

Nothing would keep him from loving her. She was everything he wanted. She was his.

People "confess" can be wildly different. I might go into the confessional and say, "Father, what is my obsession with miniatures?"