Nicolas Roeg Quotes

That's not a villain, that's a man whose a victim of being in love with the wrong one.

Yet it is awful to love a person who is a torture to you. And a fascinating person who loves you and won't hear of anything but your loving him and living right by his side through all eternity!

Some loves are like a vice that has ceased to give pleasure.

Bunny boiler is now part of our language, and I'm proud of that.

I was constantly falling in love, and it never occurred to me that this was wrong or bad.

When you're in the throes of this romantic love, it's overwhelming - you're out of control, you're irrational, you're going to the gym at 6 A.M. every day - Why? Because she's there.

There are very few movies in English about romantic obsession told with a seriousness of purpose.

Wasted Days and Wasted Nights, it's about days very wrongly invested in a love affair.

Expiring for love is beautiful but stupid.

When you can't have someone but you're not willing to accept that, you try harder and become more extreme about it. Either you win the person back or you drive him away.

In a strange way, I had fallen in love with my depression.

For lack of a better word, I've let love and infatuation emasculate me.

Nothing like falling in love with a dead actress to prove your sanity.

Sober Thoughts' is a song about an unhealthy relationship I was in with a girl, where we would continue to mistreat each other, to spite each other. We were bad for each other, yet we always came back together, because we thought we 'loved each other.' It was a young love, not a forever love.

I knew what love was supposed to be: obsession with undertones of nausea.

One seeks to make the loved one entirely happy, or, if that cannot be, entirely wretched.

When you love someone so much that you are in pain when you are apart it ends up being destructive. I never want to be in that place again.

I find all that slightly destructive but mad love alluring.

One morning, about four o'clock, I was driving my car just about as fast as I could. I thought, Why am I out this time of night? I was miserable, and it came to me: I'm falling in love with somebody I have no right to fall in love with.

If we remained perpetually infatuated, we couldn't eat, sleep or work.

Well, love is insanity. The ancient Greeks knew that. It is the taking over of a rational and lucid mind by delusion and self-destruction. You lose yourself, you have no power over yourself, you can't even think straight.

When somebody gives up their friends and everything they do just to be with a person, they wake up miserable one day. They're denying themselves for no real reason other than they think that's the thing to do.

Romantic love is an addiction.

Men should never marry their muse. It ruins the illusion.

I had a great many sex and love cases where people were absolutely devastated when somebody with whom they were compulsively in love didn't love them back. They were killing themselves with anxiety and depression.