Quotes About Attachment

I desire many things concerning myself; but I desire nothing so much, as to have a heart filled with love to the Lord. I long for a warm personal attachment to Him.

If they let me choose between you and the dog, I'll choose the dog.

Ci sono persone che non finiscono mai di volersi bene, semplicemente perché ciò che le lega è più forte di ciò che le divide.

In the chain of events, it is arbitrary to be sentimental about the passing of any one link.

I've spent lots of time in London, I studied in London, I like London. It's just not my home.

Take him to you, if you must, my love, but don't love him. Please don't love him.

I remembered Agnes's words: that we who traveled far from home would always have our hearts in two places. I placed my hand on the candlewick bedspread. And, finally, I wept.

She wanted to tell him to go but she couldn't bear it if he did

You and I both know I can do just fine without you. But here's the thing: I don't want to.

So this is it. You are scored on my heart, Clark.

She couldn't believe losing someone you had known such a short time could feel like losing part of yourself, that it could make food taste wrong and colors seem dull.

I don't know what I think. All I know is that most of the time, I would rather be with him that anyone else I know.

I'm not letting go of you.

How could I explain to this man how much I wanted to work? Did he have the slightest idea how much I missed my old job? ... I had never considered that you might miss a job like you missed a limb--a constant, reflexive thing.

I looked at Will and I saw the baby I held in my arms, dewily besotted, unable to believe that I had created another human being. I saw the toddler, reaching for my hand, the schoolboy weeping tears of fury after being bullied by some other child. I saw the vulnerabilities, the love, the history. That's what he was asking me to extinguish—the small child as well as the man—all that love, all that history.

I only know that when I'm not with you I'm mean and mad at everything.

que aquellos que viajábamos lejos de casa siempre tendríamos el corazón en dos sitios.

all I felt when I saw Vanessa was this weird sensation I used to get when I was a kid, like when you're at a friend's house and your mum comes to get you before you're ready.

You just destroy the things you love. By weighing it down. Right? page 77

I liked the way he acted towards his mother; protective and solicitous.

she knew that something happened to you when your mother didn't hold you close, or tell you all the time that you were the best thing ever, or even notice when you were home: a little part of you sealed over.

That's what he was asking me to extinguish—the small child as well as the man—all that love, all that history.

Won't take much to make this feel like home.

And with all these moments you don't know that this will be the last or you would be overwhelmed by the poignancy of them, hang on to them like someone unhinged, bury your face in them, never let them go.