#obsess

Probably I chose immortality because mortality is a universal human obsession. ↗

— Joan D. Vinge

#chose #human #i #immortality #mortality

I'm very careful with money - both my parents were very sensible with it and I grew up to become an obsessive saver. ↗

— Murray Walker

#both #careful #grew #i #money

I marvel at the resilience of the Jewish people. Their best characteristic is their desire to remember. No other people has such an obsession with memory. ↗

— Elie Wiesel

#characteristic #desire #i #jewish #jewish people

My own position is so far on the obsessive side of preparation and professionalism that I fear my point of view is not going to be shared by anyone. ↗

— Jonny Wilkinson

#far #fear #going #i #my own

I have never appreciated a quiet moment with a friend as much, a quiet moment with a book and I think part of that is my obsession with being older and time going faster and it's become increasingly sweeter for me. ↗

— Candice Bergen

#become #being #book #faster #friend

I think so much about everything. I'm obsessive. ↗

— Rob Zombie

#everything #i #i think #much #obsessive

I get obsessed by little nerdy things in my corner that no one else is interested in. ↗

— Bjork

#else #get #i #interested #little

It's like everybody is obsessed with Hollywood movies worldwide. And even though everybody hates the Americans, they're still watching American movies. ↗

— Roland Emmerich

#american movies #even #everybody #hates #hollywood

We have a good life when we manage to live with both satisfied and unsatisfied needs, when we are not obsessed by what is beyond our reach. ↗

— Kjell Magne Bondevik

#both #good #good life #life #live

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 day in a quaint shadow falling aslant upon the tapestry, or upon the floor — to lose myself for an entire night in watching the steady flame of a lamp, or the embers of a fire — to dream away whole days over the perfume of a flower — to repeat monotonously some common word, until the sound, by dint of frequent repetition, ceased to convey any idea whatever to the mind — to lose all sense of motion or physical existence in a state of absolute bodily quiescence long and obstinately persevered in — Such were a few of the most common and least pernicious vagaries induced by a condition of the mental faculties, not, indeed, altogether unparalleled, but certainly bidding defiance to any thing like analysis or explanation. ↗

— Edgar Allan Poe

#monomania #obsession #dreams