Quotes About Attachment

All of us, from cradle to grave, are happiest when life is organized as a series of excursions, long or short, from the secure base provided by our attachment figure(s).

You can go other places, all right - you can live on the other side of the world, but you can't ever leave home

There's nothing like a song about lost love to remind you how everything precious can slip from the hinges where you've hung it so careful.

we all need to be loved, and we all need to love.

The energy involved in shattering is the life force, the inborn need for attachment. When that energy is thwarted, it intensifies what Buddhists call clinging; suffering and grief are the result. Its pain is our psychobiological reaction to being suddenly cut off, held back from the relationship we so desire. This powerful impetus to attach is ever present. It can be the source of pain, but when redirected, it becomes the first step toward healing.

Your friends and family may wonder how you could want someone so badly who has treated you poorly. What they don't understand is that your partner's leaving automatically aroused symbiotic feelings that had been stored deep in your emotional memory. You are left to cope with feelings that stem from psychobiological processes that operate independently of your conscious thought and beyond your immediate control.

Historically, we've attached a lot of shame to women and their bodies - probably since biblical times. It's a way that patriarchal societies have perpetuated.

My parents sold my childhood home, and I literally was 35 years old, but I cried for, like, two and a half weeks. Like, openly wailed.

I think most artists find it difficult to part with their work but it's the parting that keeps us alive and keeps us working. In the case of the chariot, although it's been sold I actually still have it, just in another form.

I once bought an old car back after I sold it because I missed it so much and I had forgotten that it never ran. It was a British racing car. You know, because I just wanted it back. I could only remember what was good about it.

I haven't sold one painting. I have either given them as gifts or just kept them. It's like babies you know. It's, like, hard to sell a baby.

If you find a good solution and become attached to it, the solution may become your next problem.

I'm a selective pack rat. There's some things I have no problem getting rid of and others I hold onto dearly.

When I love somebody, I cannot drop it out of my life. Love is not something like you open and you close, you know?

I used to like taking pictures. I wanted to capture precious moments and make them mine. I wanted to hang on to everything that might someday become a fond memory.

It's the false moral component behind blind animal love that so frosts me. The faulty logic that believes that the capacity to adore a nonhuman creature is somehow a purer form of love.

When you massage someone, the levels of oxytocin go up in the brain, and oxytocin is one of the chemicals that drives attachment.

Life without love is a cold branch of a non-grounded tree.

The only real progress in any activity is to love it more and more.

The quickest way to get over something you loved and lost is to get another one.

Love is not even an emotion so don't get emotional over it.

He'd always loved this land, loved how his family had tamed it. It was as much a part of him as his blood. Being involved with him meant moving back here. Being surrounded by bad memories.

Love is possession, a sort of vanity.

He was hurting, and I hurt with him. We had never been able to maintain any level of detachment from each other's suffering, and wedidn't now.