Quotes About Attachment

If we love something and somebody so much, how much—if at all—are they ever really gone from our hearts?

You're afraid of the pain, you're afraid of the grief. You're afraid of the vulnerability that loving entails.

First loves often remain in the heart, like plants that cannot grow in sunlight.

Parents rarely let got of their children, so children let go of them. They move on. They move away.

He opened his eyes. He exhaled. You know what the Buddhists say? Don't cling to things, because everything is impermanent.

Maybe that's worse, not letting ourselves be loved. Because we're too afraid of giving ourselves to someone we might lose.

Don't cling to things, because everything is impermanent. - Buddhists say

I bought this the day before at a shopping mall. I didn't want to forget him. Maybe I didn't want him to forget me.

Holding on to things will only break your heart

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But you can touch everything and be connected to nothing.

She was like an old wound beneath a bandage, and he had grown more used to the bandage.

Holding on to things will only break your heart.

He draped himself in her sad memory, because it was the closest thing to having her around.

I never said good-bye." "Such a needless word," she said, "when you love somebody.

that holding on to things "will only break your heart." So he avoided attachments

Maybe it's like my old man said: You can be a mama's boy or a daddy's boy, but you can't be both. So you cling to the one you think you might lose.

He cut his hair. Like Samson pulling the pillars down around him, Frankie crumbled all the things he'd become attached to in an effort to be free of them.

I'd had books published in foreign languages. I'd had many addresses over the years. But you can touch everything and be connected to nothing.

I collected the papers, wrapped them back in the rubber band, and felt a small grief, like a person who discovers, upon returning from a trip, that something has been left behind and there is no way now to retrieve it.

Você deve ser forte, desejei convencê-lo. Deve pensar mais como eu. Ela é real, sim, mas também é uma invenção, um desejo derivado de sua própria necessidade. Em sua solidão, você se apegou ao primeiro rosto que chamou sua atenção. Poderia ter sido qualquer uma, você sabe. Afinal, é um homem, meu caro. Ela é apenas uma mulher e existem milhares iguais espalhadas por esta grande cidade.

Without being conscious of it, you have allowed yourself to become fond of him not for the content of his character but for the fidelity of his echo.

She thought she mattered little to him, but in this she was mistaken, as the musician was quite smitten, and not nearly so unattached to her as she supposed, but pride, and also fear, and also style, kept him from asking more of her than she offered up.

He was drawn to people from their country, both in the labor camp and online. It seemed to Nadia that the farther they moved from the city of their birth, through space and through time, the more he sought to strengthen his connection to it, tying ropes to the air of an era that for her was unambiguously gone.