Quotes About Attachment

Odat? demarat? relaÅ£ia, de ce e atât de greu sa te desparÅ£i de acest partener care te târ??te dup? el în etapele pline de suferin?? ale acestui dans distrug?tor? Regula de baz? este: cu cât e mai greu s? pui cap?t unei relaÅ£ii pernicioase, cu atât înseamn? c? ea înglobeaz? mai multe elemente ale luptei din copil?rie.

Winnie-the-Pooh: "If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.

People value their things more than they value their relationships.

Our culture tells us to pursue titles and trinkets, applause and acclaim, money and mansions. All that's fine—it truly is—so long as you don't get brainwashed into defining your worth as a human being by these things. Enjoy them, just don't get attached to them. Have them, just don't base your identity around them. Appreciate them, just don't need them.

Dex's mother knew what it was to lose herself in someone brighter, to be trapped by the gravitational field of another sun. She knew what happened when it emerged that the sun was only a lightbulb, and what happened when the lightbulb burned out.

She guessed she really was married to him, the way she hated the thought of him grieving for her.

We'll cry, she said. An then we'll stop. Because it's only a house.

So, Art [Green] said, it's hard to do Judaism and travel light. Judaism is not mostly about letting go, but mostly about attachment to God, through attachment to tradition, attachment to forms.

For the rest, who can be fit to judge of these differences? As we say of debates about religion, that we need a judge who is not attached to one or the other side, exempt from choice or affection, which is not possible among Christians, so it is likewise in this case.

Baseball writers develop a great attachment for the Brooklyn club if long exposed

Human beings, in their settled condition, are animated by oikophilia: the love of the oikos, which means not only the home but the people contained in it, and the surrounding settlements that endow that home with lasting contours and an enduring smile.

The love of beauty is really a signal to free ourselves from that sensory attachment, and to begin the ascent of the soul towards the world of ideas, there to participate in the divine version of reproduction, which is the understanding and the passing on of eternal truths.

All sentimentality is like this: it redirects emotion from the object to the subject, so as to create a fantasy of emotion without the real cost of feeling it.

To whom can I put this question (with any hope of an answer)? Does being able to live without someone you loved mean you loved her less than you thought... ?

And, long after the amorous relation is allayed, I keep the habit of hallucinating the being I have loved: sometimes I am still in anxiety over a telephone call that is late, and no matter who is on the line, I imagine I recognize the voice I once loved: I am an amputee who still feels pain in his missing leg.

Since I've been taking care of her, the last six months in fact, she was everything for me, and I've completely forgotten that I'd written. I was no longer anything but desperately hers.

Here and there, on the trees, some leaves remain. And I often stand deep in thought before them. I contemplate a leaf and attach my hope to it. When the wind plays with the leaf, I tremble in every limb. And if it should fall, alas, my hope falls with it. - Schubert

Depression comes when, in the depths of despair, I cannot manage to save myself by my attachment to writing.

Only the Mother can regret: to be depressed, it is said, is to resemble the Mother as I imagine her regretting me eternally

The will to possess must cease--but also the *non* will to possess must not be seen.

You know the opinion I entertain of mankind and how much it is my desire to preserve myself free from particular attachments and to keep my happiness independent of the caprice of others. You s[hould] not have taken advantage of my sensibility to ste[al] into my affections without my consent.

such conduct in a man high in office argues greater attachment to his own power than to the public good and furnishes strong reason to suspect a dangerous predetermination to oppose whatever may tend to diminish the former, however it may promote the latter.

It is not easy to part with the wealth we have accumulated after years of hard work and difficulty

All I know is that I'm in love with you, he said, almost angrily. That the sight of you, the scent of you, the sound of your voice - I can't help myself, I can't stop it, I can't think of anything else. You've made me completely useless.