Quotes About Attachment

He felt the loyalty we feel to unhappiness - the sense that is where we really belong.

Beauty is like success: we can't love it for long.

If you live in a place for long you cease to read about it.

He had thought that home was something one possessed, but the things one had possessed were cursed with change; it was what one didn't possess that remained the same and welcomed him.

I doubt if ever one ceases to love, but one can cease to be in love as easily as one can outgrow an author one admired as a boy.

Oh, and there was pride, of course. It takes a long time before we cease to feel proud of being wanted.

One is apt to be unfair to somebody one has loved a great deal.

to each man a city consists of no more than a few streets, a few houses, a few people. Remove those few and a city exists no longer except as a pain in the memory...

As one grows old I think one becomes more attached to family things- to houses and graves.

She was his like a table or a chair, but a table owned you, too - by your fingerprints.

She had attached herself to youth and hope and seriousness and now they had failed her more than age and despair.

Love dies, affection and habit win the day.

The first colours touched the garden, deep green and then deep red – transience was my pigmentation; my roots would never go deep enough anywhere to make me a home or make me secure with love.

He felt the loyalty we feel to unhappiness - the sense that it is where we really belong.

I refused to believe that love could take any other form than mine: I measured love by the extent of my jealousy

but he intentionally courted dishonour, he rejoiced in contempt and disregard, for 'he who is despised lies happy, freed of all attachment'.

almost fanatically, began to see another man, and although she still clung on to Williams for his money, it was quite obvious to him that she didn't love him

To love is to be ready to lose, it's not to have, to keep.

A good indication that it's not is if you're only staying with What's His Name because you're scared.

There are always people you care about," he said. "You just don't realize how much until a bad man points a gun at them. Or until they leave…

Although he knew their relationship had been toxic, he couldn't stop loving her.

Because the desire to possess the other is... love

At first, when we truly love someone, our greatest fear is that the loved one will stop loving us. What we should fear and dread, of course, is that we won't stop loving them, even after they're dead and gone.

A heart filled with greed, pride or hateful feelings is not free.