Quotes About Obsession

How glorious it was to know that her love for it already dwarfed anything she had ever felt as a human being

Jake's POV: Meanwhile, Ally was here with Marshall Moss, who she was obviously going to hook up with later. They'd barely stopped touching each other all night. Even now, they were out in the middle of the dance floor dancing to some Black Eyed Peas song. No reason to be touching for a fast song, but they were. Holding hands while they bounced around with friends. She looked happy. Which made me want to punch someone. Preferably Marshall Moss.

Between Thanksgiving and Christmas, I never leave the house without [my Santa hat]. In fact, I pretty much never leave my room without it. I honestly don't know how this habit started and believe me, I'd break myself of it if I could, but I'm a little bit OCD about the Santa hat. Whenever I try to put it away, I get this horrible, overwhelming feeling that somehow Christmas will be destroyed if I do.

He had never even glimpsed her.

There was something not quite right about her eagerness, an eerie kind of voyeurism in her need for bad news.

I like the second better, but the first fits with the vampire watching what she can't have." I blinked. "What he can't have," I amended, flushing.

Righteous indignation is like some kind of drug or religious mania, addictive and stupidifying.

When obsessives are given their object of desire, what do they feel? It was hard to say, really. In a sense their lives were ending; yet something else, some other life, had finally, finally begun…. Filled with so many emotions at once, it was impossible not to be confused; it was an interference pattern, some feelings cancelled, others reinforced.

nor did he become obsessed with photography like so many other clients did, fussing with rolls and exposures until they did not seem to be seeing anything outside at all.

You can't make love to your fame. Even though some people try.

The trouble with the hypochondriac is that he will be wrong about his condition nine hundred and ninety-nine times.

They are frauds. We justify pain because we do not know what to make of it, nor do we have any choice but to bear it. Happiness alone can make us momentarily larger than ourselves. Not always, but at least occasionally, it can break our obsession with the self.

If I happened to find a diamond one day, I would call it Dagny, because the very sound of your name thrills me. I only wish that I could forever hear your name, hear it spoken by all men and beasts, by every mountain and every star. I wish I were deaf to every sound except your name ringing in my ears day and night for the rest of my life.

La oscuridad había tomado posesión de mi pensamiento y no me dejaba reposar un instante. ¿Y si me hubiera disuelto en las tinieblas, si yo no fuera más que una parte de ellas?

But there was she, and there were you. Her breath was on you, you tasted flesh. She came from some darkness—she was certainly not of this earth. Remember the eyes?

La oscuridad habia tomado posesión de mis pensamientos y no me dejaba reposar un instante, ¿Y si me hubiera disuelto en las tinieblas, y si no fuera mas que una parte de ellas?

Jaja, sa Edevart og nikket, jeg forstår at du er kjær i hende. Jeg må vel være, svarte August. Når jeg ser hende om morgningen så går jeg som i en skodde til middags, jeg spiser kveldsgrøten og tror det er kjøt. Fan forstår det! Sa August.

It'd taken her several seconds to react to the sight of them together. She'd been almost hypnotized by the scene as Lothaire drank. Chase's masculine face had been tense, his gray eyes focused on the ground. Lothaire's face had been starkly beautiful, his pale blond hair brushing Chase's shoulder. Light and dark. One terrible, one tragic. And Lothaire had been... hard. Oh, gods! She cried as she ran back along the trail. Hot poker for my eyes! Hot poker!

Similar situation ? Like the one where you put me in fear for my life, then let go of that damned vine to heartlessly build my fear ? MacRieve, I hope I enthralled you. Then you can rot wanting me to be yours.

W-we both know your life would be so much simpler without me! I am just a thorn in your paw. He nodded easily. And it reminds me of you - every move I make, I think of you. My lips parted. Again I realized that he was the only thing in my life that made me feel sane, made me want to fight for a future. Evangeline, I've got to feel you with my every step. His shaking hand closed over my nape, squeezing. Or I go a little crazy, me.

Why would I kill to know what she's thinking right now? Probably because I enjoy killing.

As Damiano strolled to the back platform, he returned her smile, white teeth against bronzed skin, then he dropped into the water. The man was sex on a stick. MacRieve stepped in front of her, clasping her nape, jealousy ablaze in his expression. Eyes on the prize, woman. It's a werewolf you'll have, or none at all.

Lookit Gollum, bust me out of here and I'll help you find your precious

That sorceress might be an evil, but she is my evil bitch. And I'll have no other