Quotes About Attachment

I can't see myself without pink lipstick. I can go without it for a couple days, but if there was no more pink lipstick in the world, I'd be useless. Seriously.

In our usual mind state, we are continually activating the process that in Buddhist terminology is known as 'bhava,' which literally means 'becoming.' In this space of becoming, we are subtly leaning forward into the future, trying to have security based on feeling that we can hold on, we can try to keep things from changing.

Utah was so different, I was so new to it. I didn't expect to stay. But as the years have gone on, I've grown to love it.

I love Utah.

Coming back, Utah just felt like home.

I don't necessarily love the sports per se, I love the stories behind them. Also in a kind of perverse way I like to study what it does to us, why we care so much. It's caring about something that's utterly meaningless.

I was in the orphanage in New Orleans until I was almost a year old. I don't think I ever got held by my mama, so that was completely and utterly traumatic. I think it was trauma from the first breath, and I think I've spent my whole life trying to heal from that trauma. So it shaped my brain.

Leia follows me like a vague smell.

I don't get attached to anything. I'm like a good antique dealer. I'm prepared to sell my most valuable table.

We do not hate as long as we still attach a lesser value, but only when we attach an equal or a greater value.

There are some people, who place enormous value on their home and feel that it defines them, that a stain on the carpet is a personal defilement. There are others, and I think I am one of them, who are entirely indifferent to where they live.

What is familiar tends to become a value.

Kids are very sensitive to the value system of their parents, and I just felt my parents were attaching too much importance, too much meaning, to things.

Perfectionism attaches to what is valued in the culture.

It seems to me that we're in danger of losing sight of certain basic civic values in society by allowing the growth of a whole generation of people who really have no sense of attachment to society.

We'll wire ahead and have your trunks sent back—because I'm not letting you go after them. Trunks or no trunks, you're staying here—where you belong." I had no objections.

I was afraid of anything that would break the threads that bound me to the kids, to the idea of family.

Recreational sex is thus supposed to function as the glue holding a human couple together while they cooperate in rearing their helpless baby.

I loved him, officer. More than any woman ever loved an egg.

It struck her that she was home when she was with Harry. She wondered if he felt the same way when he was with her. She hoped he did. He needed a sense of home more than any man she had ever known.

If you do not lend your car, your fountain pen or your wife to anyone, that is because these objects, according to the logic of jealously, are narcissistic equivalents of the ego: to lose them, or for them to be damaged, means castration.

I only fear the death of others. For me, true death is that of the people I love

J'aime les chats parce que j'aime ma maison. Et qu'ils en deviennent peu à peu l'âme visible.

Si le feu brûlait ma maison, qu'emporterais-je? J'aimerais emporter le feu...