Quotes About Obsession

The Byline Boy at last, brining more death to the house of the dead.

Richard Nixon coveted, to the point of obsession, a controversy-free, stage-managed coronation.

I had never dated someone who wanted to be with me all the time, like he did. He seemed to be attentive to everything about me, noticing what I liked and didn't like, buying me presents. His ambitious, fiery spirit was intoxicating. However, like a drunk person, I was blind to the truth.

She thought the world a charnel house…and couldn't get enough of it. She thought herself unhappy…and wanted to live, unhappy, for as long as she possibly could.

My little China Girl You shouldn't mess with me. I'll ruin everything you are. I'll give you television. I'll give you eyes of blue. I'll give you a man who wants to rule the world.

New lovers tend to "lose their minds" and do all sorts of crazy things in the heat of the moment. One study showed that new lovers' brains have a lot in common with people on cocaine. Dopamine is sometimes called the "drug of desire." Too much dopamine, from being "high with excitement

So dogs kept coming home with us, one after another after another. We had crossed over into full-blown dog lunacy and burned the bridge behind us.

Since the advent of the iPhone, people seem to think it is more important, and maybe more fun, to photograph and record life rather than actually live it. I see that as unfortunate for them, but it has definitely been a boon to police investigations everywhere.

Studying the Templars had become like viewing pornography—many did it, few openly.

I go to the movies at least five times a week, and after a while everything becomes a blur to me.

Maybe a captain more obsessed with strict protocol and formality would have been stalwart in hiding his feelings, but Riker didn't subscribe to such emotionally stunted ideals of manhood.

Nuts didn't need religion to make them nuts, Allison had long since decided, but it did seem to give them a certain added sense of commitment to whatever goals their nutdom decided to embrace.

You know what you are? All of you? Children. Little kids playing pretend, with toys. You've spent years obsessing about this and now it's here, much to everyone's surprise, it's actually here, and it's 'tomorrow, tomorrow, tomorrow.' Tomorrow, when the sun comes up. Tomorrow, when the weather is warmer. Tomorrow, when we have more help, when things aren't so bad, when everything is aligned just right so that there's no risk of anything bad possibly happening.

Zoey had several vices in her life, perhaps none more dangerous than her addiction to pointless arguments.

A man lusts to become a god…and there is murder. Murder upon murder upon murder. Why is the world of men nothing but murder?

Marxism was simply Marxism until Freud was invited into its bed. It then became fucking Marxism! It moved the focus from the factory floor to the bedroom, from necessity to narcissism to the abandonment of the toilers and the move towards todays obsession with toiletry freedom.

People speak of finding balance. To me, that's a misplaced ambition. If you have balance, you do everything okay. But to excel at your craft, you need obsessive, unbridled fanaticism. Not only does excellence require such commitment, it demands it. A life worth living is frenetic, disjointed, breakneck, add quite fantastic. Balance doesn't lead to happiness - impassioned dedication to one's life purpose does.

He isn't interested in simple. He wants what he wants. No matter how much trouble she is and no matter whether he even understands it himself.

And so I did not try. De Clare was a lost soul; I had seen too clearly the glint of obsession in his eyes. It was the expression worn by fanatics and evangelists the world over, the dogged determination to see only one point of view and entertain no truths but the fantasy in one's own mind. He would see this thing through to the end, no matter how many people it destroyed.

Seduction has been my life's work, mademoiselle. I know how a man looks at a woman when he has had her. And I know how a man looks when he is suffering for want of her.

People can attach themselves to something--an idea, another person, a desire--with an impossibly strong grip, and in the case of restless ghosts, a grip stronger than death. Will is a powerful thing. Will--it's supposed to be a good treat, a more determined and persistent version of determination and persistence. But will and obsession--they sit right next to each other. They pretend to be strangers and all the while meet secretly at midnight." -

We put God in front of terrifying things, and we knocked three times, and we took drugs and shopped too much and obsessed about success, so that the scary stuff would look farther away than it was. We worried, because maybe if we worried enough, it would act like a spell of safety. All those things, superstitions and addictions and anxiety, they were all about hiding from what scared the shit out of us.

I am obsessed with reading and writing.

True dreams are those which keep you awake at night and drive you nuts during the day.