#obsession

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. ↗

— William Shakespeare

#infatuation #love #obsession #love

Kiss me twice, I am schizophrenic .. Kiss me ten times, I am obsessive! ↗

— أحمد عمارة

#kiss #laugh #love #obsession #schizophrenia

A true artist removes his heart willingly, allows constructive criticism to stomp it, then puts it back—bruised and aching—as he continues to strive for excellence due to the all-consuming obsession and love for his art. ↗

— H.G. Mewis

#constructive-criticism #h-g-mewis #heart #love #obsession

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

— Mary Roach

#science

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 must get my soul back from you; I am killing my flesh without it. ↗

— Sylvia Plath

#obsession #slavery #kill

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. ↗

— Simone Elkeles

#perfect

All right, you caught me. I'm secretly obsessed with you and spend all my free time writing about you in my journal. 'Dear Diary, today Will was an ass for the 467th day in a row. He's so dreamy ↗

— Elizabeth Scott

#obsession

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 heaven—not perished—where? Oh! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings! And I pray one prayer—I repeat it till my tongue stiffens—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 heaven—not perished—where? Oh! you said you cared nothing for my sufferings! And I pray one prayer—I repeat it till my tongue stiffens—Catherine Earnshaw, may you not rest as long as I am living; you said I killed you—haunt me, then! The murdered do haunt their murderers, I believe. I know that ghosts have wandered on earth. Be with me always—take any form—drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you! Oh, God! it is unutterable! I cannot live without my life! I cannot live without my soul! ↗

— Emily Brontë

#death #hate #love #malediction #obsession