Quotes About Attachment

It is the image in the mind that binds us to our lost treasures, but it is the loss that shapes the image. —Colette

Infantile love follows the principle 'I love because I am loved.' "Mature love follows the principle 'I am loved because I love.' "Immature love says 'I love you because I need you.' "Mature love says 'I need you because I love you.

Um modo de não sentir falta, está claro, consiste em ficar em casa, não sair, embora nem sempre precise admitir que não sai. Pois, embora alguns jovens se agarrem abertamente à família, há aqueles que, com uma grande demonstração de independência, descobrem um modo de jamais sair de casa.

you can't deny they ever happened. You can't deny you ever loved them, love them still, even if loving them causes you pain

I must leave all that! Farewell, dear paintings that I have loved so much and which have cost me so much.

Me gustaría que éste fuera el anillo de compromiso, pero si insistes en no querer casarte conmigo, al menos espero que nunca te lo quites del dedo y te acuerdes de mí siempre.

I can live with you hating me," he said to the closed door. "I just can't live without you.

He loved her. He wanted her. He needed her. And he needed her now.

Maybe this, then, was the definition of love. When you wanted someone, needed her, adored her still, even when you were utterly furious and quite ready to tie her to the bed just to keep her from going out and making more trouble. This

He looked down at the first entry. 2 MARCH1810 Today I fell in love. A tear welled up in his eye. "Me too, my love. Me too.

He wasn't certain how this woman had come to mean so much to him. It seemed that one day she was a stranger, and the next she was as indispensable as air. And yet it hadn't happened in a blinding flash. It had been a slow, sneaky process, quietly coloring his emotions until he realized that without her, his life lacked all meaning. -Benedict's thoughts about Sophie

Michael felt something tearing in his chest. His heart, probably, but he was growing so used to the feeling it was a wonder he still noticed it.

Death wasn't frightening to a man alone. The great beyond held no terror when one had managed to avoid attachments here on earth.

He kissed her as if he could not get close enough, as if he could never get close enough. As if he would never let her go.

Billie tried not to think of George. But she wasn't successful. Like it or not, he was her who.

Talvez aquilo fosse a definição do amor, afinal. Querer uma pessoa, precisar dela e a adorar até mesmo nos momentos de fúria, quando se tinha vontade de amarrá-la à cama só para que ela não saísse e causasse ainda mais problemas.

I can live with you hating me... I just can't live without you.

It was hard to be loved by someone decent and good when you didn't return the emotion.

knew well the singularly strange sensation of loving one's family to distraction, and yet not feeling quite able to share one's deepest and most intractable fears.

He wasn't certain how this woman had come to mean so much to him. It seemed that one day she was a stranger, and the next she was as indispensable as air. And yet it hadn't happened in a blinding flash. It had been a slow, sneaky process, quietly coloring his emotions until he realized that without her, his life lacked all meaning.

in that moment, she knew she loved him. With every thought, every emotion, every piece of her being, she loved him.

Maybe this, then, was the definition of love. When you wanted someone, needed her, adored her still, even when you were utterly furious and quite ready to tie her to the bed just to keep her from going out and making more trouble.

some invisible cord kept him rooted to the spot.

whom she had always been rather fond of, despite his unfortunate interest in taxidermy.