Quotes About Attachment

De vreme ce apariÈ›iile noastre, adic? partea din noi care apare, sunt atât de trec?toare, comparate cu cealalt?, partea nev?zut? din noi, care se întinde departe, înseamn? c? partea nev?zut? poate supravieÈ›ui, poate fi cumva recuperat?, ataÈ™at? unei persoane sau alteia, sau poate chiar bântui anumite locuri, dup? moarte.

women live much more in the past than we do, he thought. They attach themselves to places; and their fathers – a woman's always proud of her father.

Nothing is so strange when one is in love as the complete indifference of other people.

To be loved by Susan would be to be impaled by a bird's sharp beak, to be nailed to a barnyard door.

It is only that I want to be with you and not with anybody else - but you would get bored if I go on saying this, only it comes back and back till it drips of my pen.

As a child he had walked in Regent's Park—odd, he thought, hope the thought of childhood keeps coming back to me—the result of seeing Clarissa, perhaps; for women live much more in the past than we do, he thought. They attach themselves to places: and their fathers—a woman's always proud of her father.

They would, she thought, going on again, however long they lived, come back to this night; this moon; this wind; this house: and to her too. It flattered her, where she was most susceptible of flattery, to think how, wound about in their hearts, however long they lived she would be woven...

And she was mine, she was mine, the key was in my fist, my fist was in my pocket, she was mine.

The more you love a memory; the stronger and stranger it becomes

The more you love a memory, the stronger and stranger it is.

for you never deigned to believe that I could, without any specific designs, ever crave to bury my face in your plaid skirt, my darling!

The more you love a memory, the stronger and the stranger it becomes.

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I may as well confess that I gave Luzhin my French governess, my pocket chess set, my sweet temper, and the stone of the peach I plucked in my own walled garden.

Who can say what heartbreaks are caused in a dog by our discontinuing a romp

Such hearts, such brains, would be unable to comprehend that one's attachment to a masterpiece may be utterly overwhelming.

nos aferramos a lo que conocemos, incluso a sabiendas de que no deberíamos

I'll admit it to you now, and to anyone, anytime. I need you, Elise. I love you. You are mine. My woman, my mate, my beloved. My everything.

As a girl, Mira had held his hand and led him out of a dark place. As a woman, she'd held his heart, despite his efforts to prove himself from caring for someone he could never bear to lose. Now he only hoped he'd find the strength to push Mira away, when all he wanted was to pull her close and never let her go.

No … she is mine. She stays with me.

The feeling he had for her went far beyond lust. It was something profound and elemental, something primal and undeniable. Something possessive and permanent. Mine.

And, what the hell, since she was being honest, she wasn't half in love with Lucan. She was full-on, flat-out, head-over-heels, never-going-to-get-over-this-one, in love with him.

Do I love you? Yeah, God help you, but I do.

How much time do you have? On Earth, I mean.' 'I honestly don't know.' His entire body went statue still. 'I don't want to lose you. I know that makes me sound like a pussy, but I don't.