Quotes About Attachment

Money, autographs, I had no desire to even do that. I fell in love with fighting and those types of things became attached to it.

Obviously, I don't want to leave Boston. Obviously, I love it here. Obviously, the fans have treated me great. No doubt about that.

I never really left Glasgow. No doubt I've spent most of my grown-up life away from the city but I've always had somewhere to lay my head.

She wasn't a fantasy anymore, but something real, something he couldn't imagine living without

Guess I'm like an old shoe, huh?" She laughed. "A favorite shoe… maybe. One that always fit just right and you were never able to replace.

the stories were becoming just that: stories. The emotions attached to them were like sand castles in the tide, slowly washing out to sea.

And I'm not asking you to let her go. I'm telling you.

arte era suyo y los recuerdos eran míos, ¿qué

And while I tossed and turned, it dawned on me that love was the most powerful emotion of all, because it made you vulnerable to the possibility of losing everything that really mattered.

It's the way I walk through the world, carrying that fear, that the beloved will go, will die, and that I will be the one to blame.

Most people have a rope that ties them to someone, and that rope can be short or it can be long. (Be long. Belong. Get it?) You don't know how long, though. It's not your choice.

And mostly all I have to say about these songs is that I love them, and want to sing along to them, and force other people to listen to them, and get cross when these other people don't like them as much as I do.

You run the risk of losing anyone who is worth spending time with, unless you are so paranoid about loss that you choose someone unlosable, somebody who could not possibly appeal to anybody else at all.

When it came down to it, he just wasn't that engaged. You had to be engaged to be a vegetarian; you had to be engaged to sing Both Sides Now with your eyes closed; when it came down to it, you had to be engaged to be a mother.

I loved them, and would always love them. But there was no place where they could fit anymore, so I had nowhere to put all the things I felt. I didn't know what to do with them, and they didn't know what to do with me, and isn't that just like life?

There was an awful lot to be said for familiarity, if you thought about it. It was an extremely underrated virtue, ignorable until the very moment that you were in danger of losing whatever or whoever it was that was familiar.

What was he doing with her? How on earth could he love her? But he did. Or, at least, she made him feel sick, sad, and distracted. Perhaps there was another way of describing that unique and useless combination of feelings, but "love" would have to do for now.

He wanted Rachel to be his wife, his lover, the centre of his whole world; a girlfriend implied that he would see her from time to time, that she would have some kind of independent existence away from him, and he didn't want that at all.

Well. I don't see passion as . . . as petrol. Something that runs out. I see it as more like, I don't know, something you lose. Like keys." He picks up the pen he's using to do the crossword and waves it around. "Or this biro." "Keys get found. Biros don't. So it's important for me to know which it is." Tom doesn't say anything. "Keys? Or a biro?" Tom doesn't say anything. Louise is getting angry.

Quasi tutta la gente ha una corda che la lega a qualcuno, e la corda può essere corta, oppure lunga. È che tu non lo sai quanto è lunga. Non è tua la scelta.

I'll have got him out of my system." "I hope not." "Really?" "What would there be left of you, if you did?

There was an awful lot to be said for familiarity, if you thought about it. It was an extremely underrated virtue, ignorable until the very moment that you were in danger of losing whatever or whoever it was that was familiar—a house, a view, a partner.

várias músicas lembram-me do colégio ou de ex-namoradas ou de um emprego de verão, mas não tenho apreço por nenhuma delas - nenhuma significa nada para mim como música, só como lembrança (...)

I was afraid because I didn't want to lose her, and we always lose someone, or they lose us, in the end.