Best 1307 quotes in «addiction quotes» category

Why do prostitutes when they get straight always try and get so prim? It's like long-repressed librarian-ambitions come flooding out.

Why, then,' answered the squire, 'I am very sorry you have given him so much learning; for, if he cannot get his living by that, it will rather spoil him for anything else; and your other son, who can hardly write his name, will do more at ploughing and sowing, and is in a better condition, than he.' And indeed so it proved; for the poor lad, not finding friends to maintain him in his learning, as he had expected, and being unwilling to work, fell to drinking, though he was a very sober lad before; and in a short time, partly with grief, and partly with good liquor, fell into a consumption, and died.

Why the addict is counting on the days of taking off addiction ... simply because he is waiting to know how long he will resits until back in the loop

Why then do we wonder that heroin is everywhere? In our isolation, heroin thrives; that's its natural habitat. And our very search for painlessness led us to it. Heroin is, I believe, the final expression of values we have fostered for thirty-five years. It turns every addict into narcissistic, self-absorbed, solitary hyper-consumers. A life that finds opiates urns away from family and community and devotes itself entirely to self-gratification by buying and consuming one product - the drug that makes being alone not just all right, but preferable.

With addiction, a client’s fears can be ripened into some very pleasing fruit: Irritability, suspiciousness, isolation, paranoia, and finally on to that grand banana —the fear of Fear itself.

With patience and perseverance my day will come!

Y'all think a body be who you is, but it ain't nothing but a motherfucking sack of meat.

YANNI “JOHNNY” BACOLAS: I would always tell him, “Layne [Staley], why don’t you take off, go to some deserted island, hire the best counselors, and just kick this shit? Go for six months if you have to.” And his rebuttal was, “Johnny, I have celebrity status and I have a lot of money. I could fly planes out to deliver me the dope if I wanted to — and that’s what I would do. I can’t escape.

Yet they enjoy the high. In the surest sign that selenium actually makes them go mad, cattle grow addicted to locoweed despite its awful side effects and eat it to the exclusion of anything else. It’s animal meth.

You burn bright and you burn hard, like a fire in a dumpster, and nobody is so worried about you burning as they are worried about the fire spreading.

You are the one addiction I can’t quite shake. You stimulate my mind and increase my heart rate.

you calls it Possesiveness,i calls it Fear Of Loosing You.

You can numb the pain, but that hasn’t erased your problem, it’s just given it time to grow.

You can get addicted to trouble if you're not careful.

You can have a life with purpose or you can have a life with addition. You can’t have both.

You can't solve a spiritual problem with a physical solution.

You can't "let go". You can't "detach with love". You can't let them "hit bottom". You can't seem to implement the strategies you have learned when you are faced with your adult child's chaos and anxiety. When you try to do this, it makes you physically and emotionally ill, and the anxiety and fear becomes unbearable.

You didn’t become an alcoholic by taking your first drink, you became one by taking your next drink and the one after that and...

You don’t recover by stopping the old, but by starting the new. You’ll go back to your old ways unless you create new ways.

You grow bored of these shrines, and you abandon them because you know for a fact that you will worship anything you kneel before. Like God. Like cock. Like porcelain.

You enter the cave of the bear to become its master or its meat.

You give the shirt off your back, no questions asked, and you stand alone at the cavernous mouth of your suburban closet— your entire life spent wondering where your clothes went.

You have chosen to exist, and more than just exist-- you've been chosen to share in the Universal consciousness.

You know when you send a text message to someone and you don't get a response right away, you feel depressed? You send a text message to someone you really like and you get a response right away you feel happy? You feel happy, the body, it creates the chemical dopamine, the dopamine, it goes through your blood and you become addicted to that dopamine rush, and you associate that dopamine rush with the happy feeling of receiving the text, and that's why you got people sending 3,000 fucking text messages a day, right, we're not even paying attention to what we're saying anymore it's just like a, like a morphine drip, right, it's like a dopamine drip! HAPPY BUTTONS! HAPPY BUTTONS! HAPPY BUTTONS! TIME TO PLAY WITH THE HAPPY BUTTONS!

You have to take it off the table,' Jeremy said, finally. 'It's always going to be an option, otherwise. You're going to have to give it up and mean it, or it'll always be your solution when things go bad.

You know you are a human when a beautiful image appearing on television/computer/smartphone/tab screen appears more alive than a living being. Basically, we are stupid.

You’ll go back to your old ways unless you create new ways.

You preach cleanliness, so I try to keep my room clean, but I feel no closer to God, and I guess that’s okay because he doesn’t know who he’s fucking with anyway.

Your addiction has a voice. A voice that constantly tells you to keep on feeding it.

Your addiction is not your identity, but you won't know that until you're in recovery; that's when the two separate.

Your addiction has a voice. A voice that constantly tells you to keep on feeding them.

Your addiction is not you, but it feels like you because you’ve spent so much intimate time together.

Your addiction to daily distraction denies you of effectiveness

Your brain feels good to look at something at a distance, but the moment you receive it, that's it - in a short while your brain gets used to that specific trigger of possessing that specific object, then it keeps craving for a new trigger - new stimulant, and if you do not give your brain that specific new trigger, your brain will rebel against you, in the same way as an addict's brain rebels against the person.

Your decision to kill your addiction will become a reality only if you believe and reinforce the fact that you have the capacity to do it.

Your lowest moment and life can be your best if you survive it and learn from it

Your identity is not in who you can be. It is in who you always have been

Your only vice is yourself. The worst of all. The really incurable one.

You’re not addicted to a drink or a drug; you’re addicted to the chemical cocktail your brain serves up when you feed your addiction.

Addiction is a brain disease. This is not a moral failing. This is not about bad people who are choosing to continue to use drugs because they lack willpower.

Addiction has the capacity to disconnect the human will and nullify moral agency. It can rob one of the power to decide.

Addiction is an increasing desire for an act that gives less and less satisfaction

Addiction is a relationship, a pathological relationship in which... obsession replaces people.

Addiction is a serious desease; it will end with jail, mental institutions or death.

Addiction is craving fulfillment from something that cannot provide fulfillment. In this sense it is not different than the basic mechanism of ignorance that keeps everyone in bondage. With substance addiction the mind/body sets up a vicious cycle that perpetuates the dependence.

Addiction is perhaps a sickness of the spirit.

Addiction is the dominant form of a culture that suffers from a superficial spectacle and celebrity-connectivity at its center. It's a form of spiritual emptiness.

Addiction, obesity, starvation (anorexia nervosa) are political problems, not psychiatric: each condense and expresses a contest between the individual and some other person or persons in his environment over the control of the individual's body.

Addictions do come in handy sometimes: at least you have to get out of bed for them.

Addicts, as a group, generally score far above average o intelligence tests. Why? You tell me. I guess maybe we're smart enough to have figured out how shitty things are and we decide addiction is the only way to deal with it.