Quotes About Attachment

Something that is yours forever is never precious

He who is overly attached to his family members experiences fear and sorrow, for the root of all grief is attachment. Thus one should discard attachment to be happy.

Once someone has bound your heart, he's the only person who can let it loose again.

He only loved his love for me

Americans place 'strong subjective value' on the Father of Waters and will block any diminishment of its flow.

We become fondly attached to objects and pursuits, frequently for no conceivable reason but the pain and trouble they cost us. In proportion to the danger in which they involve us do we cherish them. Our darling potion is the poison that scorches our vitals.

The strength of a belief, when it is destitute of any rational foundation, seems, of itself, to furnish a new ground for credulity. We first admit a powerful persuasion, and then, from reflecting on the insufficiency of the ground on which it is built, instead of being prompted to dismiss it, we become more forcibly attached to it.

A love like that was a serious illness, an illness from which you never entirely recover.

Hair is vitally personal to children. They weep vigorously when it is cut for the first time; no matter how it grows, bushy, straight or curly, they feel they are being shorn of a part of their personality.

The most beautiful painting holds by a hard nail. (La plus belle peinture - Tient par un clou dur.)

To conceal anything from those to whom I am attached, is not in my nature. I can never close my lips where I have opened my heart.

Out of my thoughts! You are part of my existence, part of myself. You have been in every line I have ever read, since I first came here, the rough common boy whose poor heart you wounded even then.

You know, there is no language of vegetables, which converts a cucumber into a formal declaration of attachment.

Bless me, yes. There he is. He was very much attached to me, was Dick. Poor Dick! Dear, dear!

I clutched the leg of the table again immediately, and pressed it to my bosom as if it had been the companion of my youth and friend of my soul. I foresaw what was coming, and I felt that this time I really was gone.

Oliver has long since grown stout and healthy; but health or sickness made no difference in his warm feelings to those about him, though they do in the feelings of a great many people. He was still the same gentle, attached, affectionate creature that he had been when pain and suffering had wasted his strength; and when he was dependent for every slight attention and comfort on those who tended him.

But it was home. And though home is a name, a word, it is a strong one; stronger than magician ever spoke, or spirit answered to, in strongest conjuration.

You are part of my existence, part of myself.

Junto dela nunca tive nem uma hora de felicidade, mas, mesmo assim, meu espírito, durante as vinte e quatro horas do dia, ainda desejava a felicidade de tê-la junto de mim até a morte.

Don't I what?' said Peg. 'Love your old master too much—' 'No, not a bit too much,' said Peg.

It's all very true! It's a weakness to be so affectionate, but I can't help it.

I have not bestowed my tenderness anywhere. I have never had any such thing.

I am glad to recollect that when the carrier's cart was at the gate, and my mother stood there kissing me, a grateful fondness for her and for the old place I had never turned my back upon before, made me cry.

But I loved Joe—perhaps for no better reason in those early days than because the dear fellow let me love him