Quotes About Attachment

I never change, except in my affections.

Any place you love is the world to you.

Men always want to be a woman's first love - women like to be a man's last romance.

It was you I thought of all the time, I gave to them the love you did not need: lavished on them a love that was not theirs.

what the hell is 'emotional bonding,' anyway? It sounds like something out of Fifty Shades of Grey.

A dead man's dog ain't got a name.

You might change your mind about what you hate to leave, he said.

If someone said to you that you had thrown your life away over a woman what would you say? Well thrown.

And it may be a superstition with us that if we will just give up those things we are fond of then the world will not take from us what we truly love. Which of course is a folly. The world knows what you love.

For the world was made new each day and it was only men's clinging to its vanished husks that could make of that world one husk more.

It was hard to let go of love. Once woven, its ribbon was hard to tear, and this one she'd woven quite firmly herself.

There it was, that familiar fear, love's terrible price.

Love is always a prison.

Yes,' she whispered. 'He was more worried about the book than me.

I know why you're here ... This world doesn't frighten you half as much as the other one. You have nothing and nobody to lose here. Except Fox, and she clearly worries more about you than you do about her. You've left all that could frighten you in the other world. But then Will came here and brought it all with him.

A nada se pegan tan bien los recuerdos como a las páginas impresas.

Vielleicht hat die Sehnsucht nach dieser Welt auch sehr viel mit seiner Mutter zu tun.

Then she was gone, and Violante was already missing her as the door closed. 'So?' she thought. 'Is there any feeling you understand better? Losing people and missing them -- that's what your life consists of.

Because a place can do many things against you, and if it's your home or if it was your home at one time, you still love it. That's how it works.

I'd think, One of the times she leaves will be the last time I see her. It destroyed me. I didn't want us to have a last time, and that was how I realized I'd fallen in love with you.

When I think of Henry and Oliver and Mike, I feel as if they are three different models - templates, almost - and I wonder if they are the only three in the world: the man who is with you completely, the man who is with you but not with you, the man who will get as close to you as he can without ever becoming yours. It would be arrogant to claim no other dynamics exist just because I haven't experienced them, but I have to say that I can't imagine what they are. I hope that I am wrong.

Dintre toate locurile prin care am fost in toata viata mea, Ault a fost spatial cu cea mai mare densitate de oameni de care ma puteam indragosti.

I wonder if they are the only three in the world: the man who is with you completely, the man who is with you but not with you, the man who will get as close to you as he can without ever becoming yours.

The dissonant irony here is that the affluence that gives the Western Buddhist their privilege, and gave them the opportunity to engage Buddhism in the first place, is part of what the Buddha meant by samsara, the world of attachment and consequent suffering. In a sense, Buddhist practice in the West is dependant upon continued delusion, especially those delusion that cause us to identify with class-appropriate roles.