Obsessions Quotes

Let go into His arms untill you find yourself obsessed with things devine

Cutting down a wall, the wall sawyer could feel the tension in a home ease and something windy rush in circles round her feet. It was addictive, each a sweet victory of art. The tumbling motion of a falling wall was like a volcanic eruption fading into a mountain of roses. The wall sawyer felt a loving animosity toward walls. “You must pay attention to your obsessions, where life and love intersect,” she told the little queen. 

You must be careful. There are things that should never be given up. You must persevere.

There are, of course, the people who revolve around themselves--but I agree with you, she's not one of that kind. She's totally uninterested in herself. And yet she's got a strong character--there must be something. I thought at first it was her art--but it isn't. I've never met anyone so detached from life. That's dangerous.''Dangerous? What do you mean?''Well, you see--it must mean an obsession of some kind, and obsessions are always dangerous.

Obsessions are the only things that matter.

Many of us learned that keeping busy…kept us at a distance from our feelings...Some of us took the ways we busied ourselves—becoming overachievers & workaholics—as self esteem…But whenever our inner feeling did not match our outer surface, we were doing ourselves a disservice…If stopping to rest meant being barraged with this discrepancy, no wonder we were reluctant to cease our obsessive activity.

Mind hates to seep in delusion soaking faintly discolored obsession.

There comes a time in your life when you have to choose to turn the page, write another book or simply close it.

I found myself with a perseverance worthy of a much better cause.

Our thoughts shape us. We become our obsessions. Our thoughts can enslave us or save us.

An artist is nothing without his or her obsessions, and I have mine.

I would fight of course. Oh, I would fight. Better destroy everything than surrender her.

A bird cannot love freely when caged.

I wonder if whoever invented World of Warcraft realizes it’s practice for sociopaths.

If lighthouse becomes a burning candle, flickered upon ocean's insanity.Your sailing heart there anchors to handle the obsessed breeze towards sand dune's vanity.