Quotes About Obsession

Making her mark ended up not involving any of the things she'd banked on—her dancing, her beauty, her sexual confidence—in fact, all of those succumbed to it. Heroin is her great love, her life's work, and she has given up everything for it, through renunciation or sheer neglect.

Lust made an idiot of everyone it touched—Dexter felt stupidity shrouding his head like a hood in the shape of a dunce's cap.

There's a fine line between thinking about somebody and thinking about NOT thinking about somebody (...).

I'm a hopeless romantic. It's disgusting. It really is. I've seen 'While You Were Sleeping', like, twenty times, and I still believe in the whole Prince Charming thing.

had what could probably have been classified as a book addiction.

We seem obsessed with motivation, rallying ourselves to something beyond the life available to us right now, and we treat this motivation as if it were a major part of the history of wisdom, which it is not.

A lot of campaigning for food purity is a translated worry about abundance. You still eat your fill, but you agonize over the food's contents. We are a pack of animals that allows some to have excess food while others starve. Those who have so much get finicky about what is good to eat; they become obsessed by it, re-creating scarcity for themselves so as to not feel guilty, confused, or dangerously envied.

You are driving me crazy. You have been driving me crazy for weeks.

The thing I can't, won't, mention to him is that I see Finch everywhere—in the hallways at school, on the street, in my neighborhood. Someone's face will remind me of him, or someone's walk or someone's laugh. It's like being surrounded by a thousand different Finches. I wonder if this is normal

The passion for defiling things was inborn in her. It was not enough for her to destroy them, she had to soil them too.

With other women he had not been able to touch their flesh without experiencing the desire to devour it, as though ravenous with an abominable hunger to butcher them. But this one, could he then love her, and not kill her?

He was possessed now with that obsession for the cross in which so many lips have worn themselves away on crucifixes.

an insane love for nudity desired but never possessed (42)

Laurent sollevò il capo e si vide davanti Thérèse, zitta, immobile. La giovane donna lo guardava con una fissità ardente. Di un nero opaco i suoi occhi sembravano due cavità abissali; attraverso le labbra socchiuse si intravedevano nella bocca rosei luccicori. Era come annientata, rattrappita su se stessa; ascoltava.

Dios mío! ¡Si es que la quiero! ¡Es que la quiero! ¿Por qué se complace en martilizarme de este modo?

the dead flesh of the beauty of his dreams (49)

Por lo general paga tributo a otra manía, insólita y funesta en la mujer: y es su malhadada afición a leer toda clase de libros, a aprender cosas raras, a estudiar a troche y moche, convirtiéndose en marisabidilla, lo más odioso y antipático del mundo.

My love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath: a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff! He's always, always in my mind: not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself, but as my own being.

Thoughts are tyrants that return again and again to torment us.

Take my books away, and I should be desperate!

My great miseries in this world have been Heathcliff's miseries, and I watched and felt each from the beginning: my great thought in living is himself. If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn to a mighty stranger: I should not seem a part of it.

Si es cierto que yo te maté, persígueme. Se asegura que la víctima persigue a su asesino. Hazlo, pues, sigueme, hasta que me enloquezcas. Pero no me dejes solo en este abismo. ¡no puedo vivir sin mi vida! ¡no puedo vivir sin mi alma!

Time will change it, I'm well aware, as winter changes the trees — my love for Heathcliff resembles the eternal rocks beneath — a source of little visible delight, but necessary. Nelly, I am Heathcliff — he's always, always in my mind — not as a pleasure, any more than I am always a pleasure to myself — but as my own being — so, don't talk of our separation again — it is impracticable.-

Yo creo que hay fantasmas que vagan por el mundo, lo sé. Quédate siempre conmigo, bajo la forma que quieras, ¡vuélveme loco! Pero lo único que no puedes hacer es dejarme solo en este abismo donde no soy capaz de encontrarte.