Quotes About Attachment

"I look at you and I'm home."

"When I look at you, I can feel it. I look at you, and I'm home."

"Love is passion, obsession, someone you can't live without. If you don't start with that, what are you going to end up with?"

"I didn't come here to tell you I can't live without you. I can live without you. I just don't want to."

We Jews have a special attachment to the Book. The study of page after page in tomes yellowing with age was obligatory.

At that age, it's one of the worse things in the world to wake up and not see your bike where you left it.

I'm in the process of convincing my parents to sell me their house so I can just live in my childhood bedroom forever. I figure it might make me age slower.

I can't do this anymore," I cried, "Why won't you just leave me alone?" Because you would never leave me.

It was either Voltaire or Charlie Sheen who said, 'We are born alone. We live alone. We die alone. And anything in between that can give us the illusion that we're not, we cling to.'

You've gotten so caught up in being alone that you're afraid of what might happen if you actually find someone else that can take you away from it.

and i can't stand the idea of being alone. i can't bear the thought of being free.

Lust, Greed, Anger, Attachment - These are all paths to hell.

Please let go your anger and please send my Saet Byul back. She is my everything

The same goes for envy, anger and insults - said the master. - When they are not accepted, they continue to belong to the one who carried them.

To feel at home in a place, you have to have some prospect of staying there.

I have this love for Mattie. It was formed in me as he himself was formed. It has his shape, you might say. He fits it. He fits into it as he fits into his clothes. He will always fit into it. When he gets out of the car and I meet him and hug him, there he is, him himself, something of my own forever, and my love for him goes all around him just as it did when he was a baby and a little boy and a young man grown.

Because I have never separated myself from my home neighborhood, I cannot identify myself to myself apart from it. I am fairly literally flesh of its flesh. It is present in me, and to me, wherever I go. This

Oh, it ain't mine. I don't own anything I can't carry or that won't follow me when I whistle.

I had made a significant change in my relation to the place: before, it had been mine by coincidence or accident; now it was mine by choice. My return, which at first had been hesitant and tentative, grew wholehearted and sure. I had come back to stay. I hoped to live here the rest of my life. And once that was settled I began to see the place with a new clarity and a new understanding and a new seriousness.

The little room was full of ordinary things that had already become precious, that I couldn't help but want to have again, to feel like whoever it was I used to be, whether it was my past or someone else's.

Hey Almanzo, if you liked it then you should've built a shanty on it.

As is said in the film Jacob's Ladder, "The only thing that burns in hell is the part of you that won't let go of your life: your memories, your attachments. They burn them all away, but they're not punishing you, they're freeing your soul. If you're frightened of dying and you're holding on, you'll see devils tearing your life away. If you've made your peace, then the devils are really angels freeing you from the earth.

Once you love, you cannot take it back, cannot undo it; what you felt may have changed, shifted slightly, yet still remains love. You still feel-though very small-the not-altogether unpleasant shock of soul recognition for that person.

I should have asked why any room in the house was better than home to me when she entered it, and barren as a desert when she went out again—why I always noticed and remembered the little changes in her dress that I had noticed and remembered in no other woman's before—why I saw her, heard her, and touched her (when we shook hands at night and morning) as I had never seen, heard, and touched any other woman in my life?