Quotes About Attachment

I would stay away from him and leave him to go his own road where there would be other women, countless other women, who would probably give him as much physical pleasure as he had had with me. I wouldn't care, or at least I told myself that I wouldn't care, because none of them would ever own him—own any larger piece of him than I now did.

It wasn't torpor that kept her - she was often restless to the point of irritability. She simply liked to feel that she was prevented from leaving, that she was needed.

How easily this unthinking family love was forgotten.

He saw that no one owned anything really. It's all rented, or borrowed. Our possessions will outlast us, we'll desert them in the end.

He did not want to see her photograph and discover what the years had wrought, or hear about the details of her life. He preferred to preserve her as she was in his memories, with the dandelion in her buttonhole and the piece of velvet in her hair, the canvas bag across her shoulder, and the beautiful strong-boned face with its wide and artless smile.

If you're afraid of losing her, remember that no one can lose something that didn't belong to him to begin with. If anyone thinks otherwise, he'll end up tormenting himself twice: first, on account of his ignorance, and second, on account of losing something that wasn't his.

Georgie, stop trying to resurrect the shoes. They were never alive in the first place.

Estene aleera hesaad de viren aneda . And now, you are forever mine.

He glued the chair to my ass. Silence. Is it still...attached? I can't get it off.

I know a man who is in love with my friend. He loves her absolutely. The only thing he wants in return is for her to love him." Saiman arched his eyebrows, imitating me. "And?" You're the exact opposite of him. You lack the capacity to love, so you want to smother mine as well.

You belong to someone else. Yes.

I pity the young woman who will attempt to insinuate herself between my mama's boy and me. I sympathize with the monumental nature of her task. It will take a crowbar, two bulldozers and half a dozen Molotov cocktails to pry my Oedipus and me loose from one another.

Your kids inevitably want to move where they had their vacations when they were younger.

I have a cat. When I was younger, I had a guinea pig.

Generally, the younger the victim, the greater the grief. Yet even when the elderly or infirm have been afforded merciful relief, their loved ones are rarely ready to let go.

I loved playing with a doll as a youngster. I liked dressing her up and combing her hair. This one doll had a really big face and hair and earrings. I had her for a long time and only got rid of her when I was at high school.

Wherever you go, your memories from the place you grew up in always remain special.

It's easy to feel like you don't have any control over yourself or your life or your body as a teen - everything is changing so fast, and a lot of it feels so outside of your power. I think that's why a lot of teens form really strong attachments to fictional characters or celebrities, draw their own characters or write themselves into fan fiction.

A lot of people fall in love because you're sharing your body with someone. And sometimes you get it twisted, and you think that that's real love.

The moment you have children, it's like your heart gets out of your body, puts on clothes, and walks away.

Unfortunately, when you're a parent and you completely love your child, it can make you act a bit crazy.

Nothing that you have not given away will ever be really yours.

After a song comes out, it doesn't remain yours.

You want to keep it in there because you feel like it's yours but to be able to see that sometimes some stuff needs to go and I think it's for the benefit of the film.