This connection we have isn’t going away, it’s only getting stronger. Because the more I spend time with her, the closer I want to be.

Love and hate are not opposites; they are siblings birthed by obsession.

Dès ce moment, le doux espoir a remplacé la cruelle inquiétude. J’aurai cette femme, je l’enlèverai au mari qui la profane, j’oserai la ravir au Dieu même qu’elle adore.

The obsession with this one individual at the expense of 11 million others is, in my view, wrong,

The other day I woke up to find my girlfriend already gone from the house, and a sticky note on the fridge that said, “I love you.” “Oh my God,” I thought. “Somebody’s obsessed with...

Human beings had two basic orientations: HAVING and BEINGHAVING: seeks to acquire, posses things even peopleBEING: focuses on the experience; exchanging, engaging, sharing with other people

Ingo was a fever, and so far she hadn’t found the antidote.

She wanted him to tell her that when you love someone so hard and so fierce, it was all right to do things that you knew were wrong.

Your window square a yellow kite, and the Moon a white balloon

Sanity is to the mind, insanity is for the heart,Docility is to the mind, wildness is to the heart,Tamable is the mind, Untamable is the heart,Freedom is to the mind, cages are for the heart.

The one thing I do know is that Miki is obsessed with me, maybe in his own fucked up way he loves me. He won’t let me go and in the end that will kill...

Truth: last week I online shopped too much. Then I ate 2 pounds of jelly beans to feel better about that. In fact, while I was trying to read soul-nourishing things all I could think...

She could have rambled with all the fervor of a woman who had loved one entity for longer than most races live, and with the inviolable, unquestioned certainty found in dementia. There were references dated...

To muse for long unwearied hours with my attention riveted to some frivolous device upon the margin, or in the typography of a book — to become absorbed for the better part of a summer’s...

It’s no longer a warmth hidden in my veins: it’s Venus entire and whole fastening on her prey.

Those who cannot have your love, will gladly accept your hatred.

I wished, as it were, to procrastinate all that related to my feelings of affection until the great object, which swallowed up every habit of my nature, should be completed.

No. She told me she was going to marry him, to get French nationality . . . She was obsessed with getting a nationality…

He could quite quickly become detached from the nuances of common human emotion. Particularly if he was engaged in some aspect of a scientific problem or research. His work excluded any consideration for the feelings...

They do not love that do not show their love. The course of true love never did run smooth. Love is a familiar. Love is a devil. There is no evil angel but Love.

All men are, at times, influenced by inexplicable sentiments. Ideas haunt them in spite of all their efforts to discard them. Prepossessions are entertained, for which their reason is unable to discover any adequate cause....

And people with obsessions, reflected Bond, were blind to danger.

If you ever looked at me once with what I know is in you, I would be your slave.

This isn’t a crush, it’s obsession.You are never not in my thoughts. Your scent carries across a room and paralyzes me with longing. I don’t want to hold your hand. Part of me wants to...

It’s nothing serious,” he said. “It’s just an obsession.

Is it love, obsession, infatuation? You don’t know. You think of a strange and beautiful word you read about once, Limerance, a psychological term, meaning an obsessive love, a state that’s almost like a drug....

Mujer, you own my soul.

It happened to some people, that obsession with throwing their clothes off at an age when it would be best to keep them on.

He did not care if she was heartless, vicious and vulgar, stupid and grasping, he loved her. He would rather have misery with one than happiness with the other.

[…] passion is by no means the fuller life which it seems to be in the dreams of adolescence, but is on the contrary a kind of naked and denuding intensity, verily, a bitter destitution,...

William looked up… through his tears… past the catwalk and lights… past the sky… through the dark and clouds and stars and into the void where he once knew God existed, then turned himself outside-in,...

My landlord lives in the flat at the bottom of the stairs. I rent a studio flat from him, and live at the top of the staircase. There are two more flights of stairs and...

Laura, this isn’t love. Love lets you go on a trip without following you. Love can live without you for a week, knowing you’ll come back.”No, it can’t.’ The afternoon shadows grew long and cold....

Certainly, it is more reasonable to devote one’s life to women than to postage stamps, old snuff-boxes, or even to paintings and statues.

how we rolled up the carpet so we could dance, and the days were bright red, and every time we kissed there was anotherappleto slice into pieces.Look at the light through the windowpane. That means...

I invented you the way I like but I have fallen for you the way you are.

Thomas finally tired of playing with me mentally and moved into phase two of his obsession to rid himself of me. I was informed continually that resistance would be futile, and there was no way...

In recent months, the emotional aspect has become as necessary to me as the physical. It amuses me, this strange quirk of mine. I want my little captive to love me, to care about me....

I’m not saying you are jealous or insecure. I’m just saying that you obsessing over another person’s accomplishments makes you look that way.

The teeth!—the teeth!—they were here, and there, and everywhere, and visibly and palpably before me; long, narrow, and excessively white, with the pale lips writhing about them, as in the very moment of their first...

If I blink she’ll disappear,” he told her. She looked at him and said,”Maybe that is the best thing for you.

By trying to export myself into a place that didn’t fully exist I asked works of art to bear my expectation that they could be better than life, that they could redeem life. In fact,...

Everybody has a second personality, it may possess and make you do whatever it likes.

I don’t want to say it, I truly don’t, but if you’ve gone this far I suppose it’s obvious that what was ignited when I loved you continues to burn. But that’s of small importance...

That’s when he hit her, when he saw how scared she was. He couldn’t bear it that she was frightened and asking for help. Asking for help is wrong. Because there isn’t any such thing...

No one but another painter could know the delicacy required to balance the complexities, to keep reality at bay in order to remain in the innermost center of his work.

I do go through periods of obsession with certain records.

… it’s you. You with that bloody obsession, that love of other that runs like a seam of gold through you. That life unlike any other. That wild, endless curiosity. Obsession. Even that maddening fucking...

May she wake in torment!” he cried, with frightful vehemence, stamping his foot, and groaning in a sudden paroxysm of ungovernable passion. “Why, she’s a liar to the end! Where is she? Not there—not in...

I wish to be with you forever, to look upon your face always, to never leave your side.