Quotes About Attachment

I can't love you unless I give you up.

Maybe part of loving is learning to let go.

There's a difference between being in love with somebody and being absolutley in love with somebody.

while nearly every way of falling in love is kind, every way of getting out of love is cruel.

One of the earliest memories I have of my father is of him urinating... What must it be like, I wondered, to unleash so much power through so flimsy an attachment?

You can never totally hate someone who sang you to sleep like that, can you? Who calmed you down and eased your fears. You can feel angry and betrayed, but some part of you will always love them

In the rearview mirror I could see the front of the house, the bottom corners of the living room picture window, the line where the stone foundation gave way to staggered red bricks. My entire life, the sum total of my existence, was contained behind that wall, and it seemed to me that I should be able to step out of the car, walk through the front door, and simply reclaim it.

Pride falls in love with its own creations, and tries to make them absolute.

Perhaps what you want is blinding you to what else could be. Perhaps you are holding on to your desires, in the present, so tightly that you cannot see anything else—even what you truly need.

If you truly love someone, it can seem a deep form of betrayal to stay integrated and healthy, in essence, in their absence or sadly waning presence. What does that ability indicate, after all, about the true depths of your love? If you can witness their demise and survive the loss, does that not imply that the bond was shallow and temporary, and even replaceable? If you were truly bonded, should not it destroy you (as it sometimes does)?

It is difficult to conclude anything from this set of facts except that people appear to love their dogs, cats, ferrets and birds (and maybe even their lizards) more than themselves. How horrible is that? How much shame must exist, for something like that to be true? What could it be about people that makes them prefer their pets to themselves?

Por qué deberías olvidarme sin un día me amaste?

El primer amor no se olvida. O sí. ¿Se podía ser feliz con una persona manteniendo a otra en algún lugar secreto del corazón?

Pero de eso hacía demasiado, tanto que ya ni recordaba los matices, y veía las escenas como fotografías inmóviles sujetas con alfileres en su mente. Sabía que eran alfileres porque le dolían las punzadas de cada imagen, de cada recuerdo, como si aún lo llevara prendido de verdad en algún rincón de su alma.

El amor es lo único a lo que no se puede renunciar, porque está ahí, siempre. Aparece y desaparece a su antojo sin que puedas hacer nada...Las personas buscan el amor lo mismo que las plantas al sol.

La relación de una niña con su muñeca es de las más fuertes del universo. Una fuerza descomunal movida por una energía tremenda.

I think 'Tattoo''s a song that can go so many different ways. Some people think of it as a break-up song, but, for me, it's about somebody who comes into your life and really touches you - be they a friend, a family member or someone you're in a relationship with.

A ésa, su mujer, no la tenía sólo en la cama. Estaba para siempre clavada en su pecho, cosida a su cuerpo, en la planta de sus pies, en el cuero cabelludo, en la punta de los dedos.

Only that which is gone belongs to us.

You have wings, I have roots.

May I break your even weave, loosen your knot, and if i break you are you mine?

The only women you can continue to love are those you lose.

Un libro de cabecera no se escoge, se enamora uno de él.

huyamos pronto de ese hombre, tras de cuyo solo nombre se me escapa el corazón.