Quotes About Attachment

So I fell in love with Phi Phi, a harmless enough emotion. I was wont to fall in love two or three times a year and was now well past due.

Don't try to make someone hate the person he loves, for he will still go on loving, but he will hate you.

He who wants everything every time will lose everything any time.

Money has wings but you have to cut your wings to prevent it from flying.

The land where the stones know you is worth more than the land where the people know you.

Falling in love is the best way to kill your heart because then it's not yours anymore. It's laid in a coffin, waiting to be cremated.

I often think of you all, one cannot do what one wants in life. The more you feel attached to a spot, the more ruthlessly you are compelled to leave it, but the memories remain, and one remembers - as in a looking glass, darkly - one's absent friends.

For me, life may well continue in solitude. I have never perceived those to whom I have been most attached other than as through a glass, darkly.

As to this region here, I know the country and the people too well and love them too much to be positively leaving them for good. I shall try to rent a room where I can put my things, and shall be safe then, in case I want to leave Antwerp for a time or if I get homesick for the country.

You can't give your love over entirely when you are still in love with another.

Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so slightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all four corners. Often the attachment is scarcely perceptible.

La prunelle de mes yeux.» L'expression peine à rendre ce qui lie le parent à son nouveau-né. La prunelle de ses yeux, on pouvait la lui arracher sans qu'il tombe – la moelle de mes os s'approcherait davantage, pour dire que ça parcourt tout ce qu'on est, et qu'il s'agit du lien qui s'établit, avant même qu'on soit capable de reconnaître son enfant parmi les autres.

C'est un gars qui tombe amoureux, souvent, son piédestal est facile d'accès, mais doté d'une option "eject

That singleness of attachment (Nishthâ) to a loved object, without which no genuine love can grow, is very often also the cause of the denunciation of everything else.

Nishkâma Karma, or work without desire or attachment.

Those who are constantly attached to Me and worship Me with love — I give that direction to their will by which they come to Me.

Be unattached, expect nothing in return, attachment comes only where we expect a return, love shines in freedom alone.

In a way, a man's life depended on the china horse. Or at least on the breaking of the china horse.

I think it is all a matter of love; the more you love a memory the stronger and stranger it becomes

The sharp pain I felt when I thought about how much I missed the boy was just something to get used to: a dog's job was to do what people wanted.

I hoped he wouldn't cry over my death. My purpose, my whole life, had been to love him and be with him, to make him happy.

Maggie Rose," Dad asked pleasantly, "what just barked from back there?" "A puppy?" Maggie Rose guessed. "Did you hide a dog in the back with you?" Dad asked. "Yes, but, Dad, there were some people coming to take Lily away!" Maggie Rose replied in a rush. "She wouldn't understand! She knows I'm her person! She'd think I was giving her up!

I was curled up on the floor, with Felix the kitty sleeping up against me. I'd given up trying to shove him away; Felix apparently thought I was his mother, which was insulting, but he was a cat and therefore, in my opinion, completely brainless.

I wanted to stay in Outside forever, but after a while, we were all carried back to our pen. I slipped immediately into a nap, pressed up against my mother, dreaming of Outside. I loved Outside nearly as much as I loved Maggie Rose. And she loved me. But all this love did not fix the problem. Deep inside, Maggie Rose was still sad, still wistful. I could tell that she was longing for something she could not have.