Quotes About Attachment

It is curious to what a degree one may become attached to a fine tree, especially when it is placed where trees are rare.

You have to be emotionally attached to what you are doing.

The best people in a dying culture are the outcasts considered crazy by the leaders; the ones most disillusioned with their own culture. In Yeats' phrase, "the best lack all conviction, while the worst are full of passionate intensity." Intense emotional attachment to any value, any virtue, any set of "shoulds" is a disease, a mental illness, a condition of self-murder and cultural assassination.

Do not look into that too deeply. I do not fear commitment. I just have no interest in it. I

They say possessions own you. Not so. Loved ones own you. You are forever held hostage once you care so much.

you have to be ready for pain. One doesn't come without the other. If I didn't love you, I wouldn't have to worry about losing you.

You are forever held hostage once you care so much. The

I never loved reading until I feared I would lose it. One does not love breathing.

Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read

Until I feared I would loose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing.

Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing. I

I don't know if I can tell you, honey. When you live in New York, you often have the feeling that New York's not the world. I mean this: every time I come home, I feel like I'm coming back to the world, and when I leave Maycomb it's like leaving the world. It's silly. I can't explain it, and what makes it sillier is that I'd go stark raving living in Maycomb.

Until I feared I would lose it, I never loved to read. One does not love breathing

I mean this: every time I come home, I feel like I'm coming back to the world, and when I leave Macomb it's like leaving the world.

Dill was in hearty agreement with this plan of action. Dill was becoming something of a trail anyways, following Jem about... He only grew closer to Jem. (Lee 55)

I didn't go overseas, but I saw a lot of this country. I didn't have the itch to get back, so after the war I stayed away for ten years, but the longer I stayed away the more I missed Maycomb. I got to the point where I felt like I had to come back or die. You never get it out of your bones.

He staked me out, marked as his property, said I was the only girl he would ever love, then he neglected me. I beat him up twice but it did no good, he only grew closer to Jem.

Letters are just pieces of paper, I said. Burn them, and what stays in your heart will stay; keep them, and what vanishes will vanish.

Being with her I feel a pain, like a frozen knife stuck in my chest. An awful pain, but the funny thing is I'm thankful for it. It's like that frozen pain and my very existence are one. The pain is an anchor, mooring me here.

When you fall in love, the natural thing to do is give yourself to it. That's what I think. It's just a form of sincerity.

Once you let yourself grow close to someone, cutting the ties could be painful.

When you fall in love, the natural thing to do is give yourself to it.

I guess I felt attached to my weakness. My pain and suffering too. Summer light, the smell of a breeze, the sound of cicadas - if I like these things, why should I apologize?

It's like the Tibetan Wheel of the Passions. As the wheel turns, the values and feelings on the outer rim rise and fall, shining or sinking into darkness. But true love stays fastened to the axle and doesn't move.