Quotes About Attachment

Let Rufus weep, rejoice, stand, sit, or walk, Still he can nothing but of Nævia talk: Let him eat, drink, ask Questions, or dispute, Still he must speak of Nævia, or be mute. He writ to his Father, ending with this Line, I am, my Lovely Nævia, ever thine.

No matter under what circumstances you leave it, home does not cease to be home. No matter how you lived there-well or poorly.

If there is any substitute for love, it is memory.

contredisez sans cesse cet esprit de nouveauté et de changement, jusque dans les petites choses; laissez pendre sur vos murs les tapisseries enfumées de vos aïeux; chargez vos tables de leur pesante argenterie. Vous dites: 'Mon père est mort dans cette maison, il faut que je la vende !' Anathème sur ce sophisme de l'insensibilité ! dites au contraire : 'Il y est mort, je ne puis plus la vendre'.

Love is a delusion that binds mortals to their fates.

We can then see for ourselves the obvious truth that when we cling or hold on to that which changes, we suffer.

Without the steadiness of concentration, it is easy to get caught up in the feelings, perceptions, and thoughts as they arise. We take them to be self and get carried away by trains of association and reactivity.

one of the most radical, far-reaching, and challenging statements of the Buddha is his statement that as long as there is attachment to the pleasant and aversion to the unpleasant, liberation is impossible.

Unless a practice cools the fires of greed, aversion, and ignorance it is worthless.

Never get too much emotionally attached with. You will find it difficult to detach in future.

you can hate a place with all your heart and soul and still be homesick for it.

That's one of the damnedest things I ever found out about human emotions and how treacherous they can be - the fact that you can hate a place with all your heart and soul and still be homesick for it. Not to speak of the fact that you can hate a person with all your heart and soul and still long for that person.

New York interposed itself, once and for all, between me and all other places of origin.

This Sac rament," he says, " can effect the forgiveness of sin in two ways. First of all, by being received, not actually, but in desire . . .; secondly, when received by one in mortal sin of which he is not conscious, and for which he has no attachment; for possibly he was not suffi ciently contrite at first, but by approaching this Sacrament 9 Cone. Trident., Sess. VII, can. in peccato existens,

The woman who had escaped with her life now wept for the loss of her umbrella and was not at all grateful that her limbs were intact.

Appledusk is mine!

There was such pain in his eyes that Hollyleaf felt a rush of sympathy. "I have nowhere else to go," she mewed softly. "You've been a good friend to me, Fallen Leaves. Why would I want to leave you now?

Sorry. I've been in a foul mood since you left. I'm no better than a jealous kit.

I love you too much for that," she mewed. "For my sake, go.

I have tried to let you go and I cannot. I cannot stop thinking of you. I cannot stop dreaming about you.

The most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, and forgetting that you are special too.

Al perderte yo a tí tú y yo hemos perdido: yo porque tú eras lo que yo más amaba y tú porque yo era quien te amaba más. Pero de nosotros dos tú pierdes más que yo: porque yo podré amar a otras como te amaba a tí pero a tí no te amarán como te amaba yo.

El amor es saber que uno ya no es uno sino dos, y que uno es incompleto sin la persona amada. Y es no sólo estar pensando todo el tiempo en la persona amada, sino sentir que ya no puede estar separado.

That's how you keep someone tied to you, not set them free. You say no to a man and don't give him the peace of repayment.