All extremes of feeling are allied with madness.

I love you so much that nothing can matter to me – not even you…Only my love- not your answer. Not even your indifference

When you have seen as much of life as I have, you will not underestimate the power of obsessive love.

I have this obsession with really cool, old books.

Nothing and no one had ever belonged to him and only him—except Legion. Not that she would do anything necessary to save him, nor would he do anything necessary to save her. But. Yeah, there...

Some thoughts are too angry to sleep. They lie awake all night and become obsessions.

All good research-whether for science or for a book-is a form of obsession.

Life is obsession and so is reading 😀

You become what you think about all day long.

Doing something once can be addicting. Doing it twice is admitting it.

It’s the journey not the resolution that matters. If he caught her, he would lie down next to her and die too.

There have been times I’ve felt so much art in my soul I grew sick of artists.

We are the wilderness withinScreaming out for true expression.Even when we’re sleeping,There’s no escape from this obsession.

I was deluded, and I knew it. Worse: my love for Pippa was muddied-up below the waterline with my mother, with my mother’s death, with losing my mother and not being able to get her...

Lane, I will become attached to you. It happens with everyone. Something about my personality makes me latch on to people. First, it was my friend Tina, then Liam, and now you. I’m sorry, but...

Never in my life had I been more frustrated. Go figure it wouldn’t be with a human but a freaking alien. At least I now knew that the male species were asses no matter what...

I was told I have obsessive behavioral traits. I looked up everything to do with obsession after that.

I just think that ‘dating’ is an engagement and not ‘fun’.” Emily says.

Somewhere between love and hate lies confusion, misunderstanding and desperate hope.

Sylvia Plath is there for me when actual living people upon who I have depended upon my whole life, are not. What I mean to say is, without her words, I’d be exponentially more messed...

Anything that inspires addiction or obsession – substances, entertainment, beauty, secrecy – is dangerous in that it can lead to isolation, self-absorption, and disconnection, to paralyzed stasis: an immobility that gathers like a force.

Color is my daylong obsession, joy, and torment.

A hyphen can bring you from nowhere to now-here. That hyphen is will-power, in fact.

El cuento requiere una reducción del campo narrativo análoga al estrechamiento de conciencia que acompaña a las ideas fijas. En cierto modo, el cuentista procede como un obseso.

Sex: In America an obsession. In other parts of the world a fact.

Marie, let’s suppose that two firemen go into a forest to put out a small fire. Afterwards, when they emerge and go over to a stream, the face of one is all smeared with black,...

I want her to melt into me, like butter on toast. I want to absorb her and walk around for the rest of my days with her encased in my skin.I want.

I have an obsession with details and pattern.

The love object occupies the thoughts of the person diagnosed as ‘in love’ all the time despite the probability that very little is actually known about it. To it are ascribed all qualities considered by...

Here’s a haiku/palindrome I wrote called, “Obsession.”Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob,Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob,Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob, Bob

Enemies are the people who think about you more than your friends do.

Writing begins as a solitary obsession and ends up as communication.

It is easy to identify a shallow person by the attention he gives to what will do him absolutely no good.

He really would have done all that for her, you see, and done it believing he’d burn in hell forever for doing it. He hadn’t done it, and wouldn’t had made her his anyway, but...

The world was collapsing, and the only thing that really mattered to me was that she was alive.

The giving of undue prominence to one fact brings others inexorably on the head of the student to avenge his neglect of them,

I often stood and stared into those tunnels and thought about what happened there; how I was separated from it only by time.” – The Procession

Like most arts, the link between the mind and the pen can chain you like an enslaved workaholic. Even on an intended vacation you suddenly have this killer urge to record whatever the vacation may...

I desire to be with you. I miss you. I feel lonely when I can’t see you. I am obsessed with you, fascinated by you, infatuated with you. I hunger for your taste, your smell,...

But does it make any sense at all to know that it ends badly for all of us, even the happiest of us, and that we all lose everything that matters in the end-and yet...

Mine first –mine last– mine even in the grave!

Luc blinked innocently. That little fuck. “I gave you a piece of opal and a Luxen to nom-nom on.

You don’t always get to chose who you fall in love with

Emily is grateful to this man and gradually she begins to immerse herself into the world of Tiger’s obsession.

Long standing hatred between a man and a woman is just unspoken attraction that has bruised egos.

You spend months barely acknowledging someone’s existence and then BOOM, you’re emotionally addicted to her. Science would probably blame it on chemicals, genetics or something equally logical, but it didn’t feel like anything logical

Ever since her obsession with Jonathan Cain, a deranged transfer student who had been at Sweet Valley for a month, Enid’s life had been entirely guyless.

I think you have a passion and an obsession for something when it’s not necessarily ubiquitous.

Don’t let the colons end in a full stop.

The beauty of love is that it demands to be two sided, otherwise its nothing but another obsession.