Quotes About Attachment

I'm scared of losing and failing at loving someone so much as I can miss them.

I know this place is far from perfect. "…everyone needs a somewhere, a place they can go. There comes a time, you see, inevitably there comes a time you have to have somewhere you can go!" HOME

Love simply belongs to you, and with you it is unbreakable.

Sometimes we have to let go of the ones we love with nothing but love.

My heart only had one thought, one want, one need. Despite it all.. All my heart has ever wanted was you.

In order to surrender to falling in love. You have to let go of something of yourself to fall in love with someone.

It's hard to tell your mind to stop loving someone. When your heart still does.

Letting go is sometimes the hardest thing, but it is the most "real love" you will ever experience.

I never thought I'd belong anywhere and never really belonged to anyone. But now, at this moment I belong and it is because of you.

I want to touch your heart, I want to take that piece of you and keep it with me. When my mind fades away, and there is little or no memory of you.

For now, I want to touch your heart, I want to take that piece of you and keep it with me, before my mind fades away, and there is little or no memory of you.

It was not the feeling of losing what made it worthwhile. It was the holding on to something that wasn't real.

All of life is attachment and loss, an unavoidable, rhythmic exchange.

Being in love made you especially vulnerable.

When I die, Dublin will be written on my heart.

In the ignorance that implies the impression that knits knowledge that finds the nameform that whets the wits that convey contacts that sweeten sensation that drives desire that adheres to attachment that dogs death that bitches birth that entails the ensuance of existentiality.

Love me. Love my umbrella.

I'm very fond of what I like.

Love loves to love love

The sentimentalist is he who would enjoy without incurring the immense debtorship for a thing done.

Every Bond is a Bond to Sorrow

Me gustaría aceptar, se lo confieso. No me importa que esté mal visto, pero no puedo: es por los gatos. —¿Los gatos? —Sí. Tenemos muchos, y yo los cuido. Por eso tenía que volver a casa cuanto antes.

My mom had a soft heart after all! Instead of being chained by both wrists, we were only chained by one ankle! I mean, if I'd been looking for proof that she really did love me, this was it, right?

Fang, fang. I love you. I looooove you. I love you thiiiiiiiiiis much!