Quotes About Attachment

How do you react when you think you need people's love? Do you become a slave for their approval?

Jealousy is the lifelong noose hanging about the neck of love.

People fall so in love with their pain, they can't leave it behind. The same as the stories they tell. We trap ourselves.

I would say that love today is a relatively rare phenomenon, that we have a great deal of sentimentality; we have a great deal of illusion about love, namely as a... as something one falls in.

Anger and jealousy can no more bear to lose sight of their objects than love.

I belong to the people I love, and they belong to me--they, and the love and loyaty I give them, form my identity far more than any word or group ever could.

Is it a crime when you love someone so much that you can't stand the thought of them changing? Is it a crime when you love someone so much that you can't see clearly?

I cut you out because I couldn't stand being a passing fancy.

The way he looked at you. I got it then. He loved you, and it was killing him. He won't get over you, Clary, he can't.

The more we struggle for life as pleasure, the more we are actually killing what we love.

The desire for possession is insatiable, to such a point that it can survive even love itself. To love, therefore, is to sterilize the person one loves.

My chief occupation, despite appearances, has always been love.

Some comedians love their characters. I don't fall in love with mine. In fact, I get tired of them very fast. You have to be willing to throw it all away.

Life has now taught me that love for things, like all unrequited love, takes its toll in the long run.

... everyone has come to understand that unconditional love is a reality, but with as shelf life of about eight to ten seconds. [p. 110]

It is obviously quite difficult to be no longer loved when we are still in love, but it is incomparably more painful to be loved when we ourselves no longer love.

When you've finished a piece of work you've had a kind of love affair with it.

Plant the love of the holy ones within your spirit; don't give your heart to anything, but the love of those whose hearts are glad.

Love is a mess, at best, and I figure it can be very real in spite of all the things people try to attach to it.

What is love but a second-hand emotion?

I'm a sucker for love

I'm weak cause I believe you and I'm mad because I love.

Relying on another is an expression of attachment, not love, a manifestation of insecurity and suffering, not understanding the true nature of our lives.

Mortals have always exaggerated the difference between hate and love. Both come from the heart. You can never hate strongly unless you have loved strongly.