#obsession

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

— Emily Brontë

#love #obsession #love

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, the feel of your soul touching mine. ↗

— Jack Llawayllynn

#gay #love #m-m #male-male #obsession

The truth was...he was in love with her. Totally over-the-line, no-going-back, not-even-dead-would-he-part kind of shit. ↗

— J.R. Ward

#love #obsession #love

It’s not like love at first sight, really. It’s more like… gravity moves. When you see her, suddenly it’s not the earth holding you here anymore. She does. And nothing matters more than her. And you would do anything for her, be anything for her… You become whatever she needs you to be, whether that’s a protector, or a lover, or a friend, or a brother. ↗

— Stephenie Meyer

#obsession #love

Because all the brilliant ones- they can sing it and they can paint it, but they can't do it. You can't expect them to love you. ↗

— Dakota Lane

#artist #fan #music #the-orpheus-obsession #art

U bezit zoveel verstand, zoveel kennis, zoveel talenten waar u plezier aan kunt beleven! Verman u toch! Geef het toch op, die treurige verknochtheid aan iemand die u er alleen maar om kan beklagen. ↗

— Johann Wolfgang von Goethe

#love

Most people who fall obsessively in love claim that it happens precipitously, unexpectedly [...] But I believe there's almost always a prerequisite. Falling in love in this way will usually occur at a time of transition. We may not be conscious of it, but something has ended and something new must begin. Romantic obsession is like a cataclysm breaking up the empty landscape. Like a strange exotic plant, it grows in arid soil. (pp. 27-28) ↗

— Rosemary Sullivan

#obsession #love

Book collecting is an obsession, an occupation, a disease, an addiction, a fascination, an absurdity, a fate. It is not a hobby. Those who do it must do it. Those who do not do it, think of it as a cousin of stamp collecting, a sister of the trophy cabinet, bastard of a sound bank account and a weak mind. ↗

— Jeanette Winterson

#obsession #think

All that existed was Jace; all she felt, hoped, breathed, wanted, and saw was Jace. Nothing else mattered. ↗

— Cassandra Clare

#obsession #hope

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. ↗

— Sara Gruen

#obsession #want #walking