Carla Gugino Quotes

My roommate and my boyfriend, they both know I am compulsive and controlling.

I'm kind of an obsessive-compulsive person, like, neat obsessive.

I've never told anyone this before, but I'm an obsessive-compulsive. I go back to my hotel room every evening and put the coat hangers back in order and open my bag and rearrange it. It takes a lot of my time, but if I don't do it I can't sleep.

I'm kind of OCD.

I'm OCD beyond comparison.

As an OCD guy, I find change difficult.

I'm probably borderline OCD. I insist on having all objects at right angles to each other. So a fork has to be at a right angle to the knife on the table. The salt and pepper pots have to be placed close together. Only recently have I started to notice it's a weird way to behave.

I will make myself sick on films, just because you want everything to be right. I can't sleep if something hasn't been done or is out of place.

The obsession that you have to manage everything - it's really bad.

My personality's very obsessive-compulsive. I tend to fixate a lot.

The need to compile lists is a personality disorder, as is the need to assert the superiority of some things over other things.

I have a slight bit of OCD, I think. I'm not walking around flipping light switches. But when I say I'm going to do something, I have to do it.

I think I have minor obsessive compulsive disorder. Everything has to be tidy and just right.

I'm very neurotic is what my closet says about me. It's always in great order.

I'm a control freak. Totally.

I'm not a control maniac.

I have got this obsessive compulsive disorder where I have to have everything in a straight line, or everything has to be in pairs.

I think I'm too much of a control freak.

I'm controlling, and I want everything orderly, and I need lists. My mind goes a mile a minute. I'm difficult on every single level.

I'm incredibly neurotic and a control freak. I like the thought that if there's going to be anyone to blame it's going to be me.

I once missed an appointment because I left my house, I locked the door. And then I thought, like anybody else, you know, 'I don't think I locked the door.' I just kept going back to the door. And I couldn't stop myself from checking and checking.

I like to comprehend more or less everything around me - apart from the creation of my music. It's an obsessive character trait that's getting worse. I don't switch the light on and off 15 times before I leave the room yet, but something's going wrong.

I'm completely aware of the fact that I'm a control freak.

I was a pedantic child. I'd get really annoyed at the logic of small things that don't bother anyone else.

I'm a bit of a control freak.