Quotes About Attachment

And guys don't get attached, guys don't give themselves over completely, and guys lie. That's why they should be handled with great trepidation, not trusted, and held at arm's length whenever possible.

There were lots of ways to love someone, I guessed, both by remembering and forgetting.

Una vez que amas algo, siempre lo amarás de alguna manera. Tienes que hacerlo. Es como si fuera una parte de ti, para siempre.

For me, however, it was a mix of the two, this constant push and pull. I loved it here. But I'd been in that circle and star for my entire life, and I so wanted to know what it would feel like to claim another distant spot as my own, if only for a little while. Someday.

The big moments with Ethan weren't, well, big. Instead, it was these tiny increments and gestures that I clung to in order to hold on to him.

You can't love anyone that way more than once in a lifetime. It's too hard and it hurts too much when it ends.

Like that box held the last little piece of what was normal, and I wasn't ready to give it up just yet.

More than our old house, or our Wildflower Ridge place, the beach shack was my dad. I knew if he was haunting any place, it would be there, and for that reason I'd stayed away.

It was as if I was attached to her with a tether, her every movement yanking at me, my own hands reaching to shield her from the dangers of her waving arms.

Once you love something, you always love it in some way. You have to. It's like, part of you for good

it was as if she believed the special things they'd so enjoyed together should not be enjoyed apart.

Shame is an odd emotion. It clings to things over which we have no control, like a scent.

Every day as I wave to my children when I drop them off at school, or let one of them have a new experience—like crossing the street without holding my hand—I experience the struggle between love and non-attachment. It is hard to bear—the extreme love of one's child and the thought that ultimately the child belongs to the world. There is this horrible design flaw—children are supposed to grow up and away from you; and one of you will die first.

Never underestimate the corrective lens that is sentimentality.

But I have come to realize that the true meaning of pilgrimage is to live free from any attachments, habits, prejudices. Free from physical and mental clutter. Making an outer journey is a reminder of an inner journey, and I discovered that I am always on a pilgrimage. Life is a journey. I want to travel through life as a pilgrim.

Unrequited love. Nowadays called hysterical dependency.

Moses loved his relatives quite openly and even helplessly . . . It was childish of him; he knew that. He could only sigh at himself, that he should be so undeveloped on that significant side of his nature.

He turned out to be right. Grielescu had attached himself to the Nazis, not to the milder, Italian form of fascism.

Never have them, Reg. I swear, you're never free. You LOVE them too much. It's like a vital organ walked out of your body and is out there waving hi to people and you fear for it all day, EVERY day, because if something happened to it...

It's not the way Zane looks, David, she said, her voice trembling with anger. It's because he makes me bubbly, and because we took a lot of risks together. It could just as easily be me lying there, and he would stay with me if it was. It's just programming! No. It's because I love him.

Sometimes you can't choose what you love.

It's just programming No. It's because I love him

Be a man, and conquer an unhappy attachment toward a creature who can do nothing but pity you.

I possess so much, but my love for her absorbs it all. I possess so much, but without her I have nothing.