Quotes About Attachment

I was on the point of losing, or had just lost, for ever. My fingers held on to her hand with such violence that no force on earth, no matter how great, could tear it away from me.

The most powerful bond we know of is the bond between mother and child, and we break it in order to make "comfort foods" for ourselves" Michael Schwarz

Picking five favorite books is like picking the five body parts you'd most like not to lose.

I am afraid of him now. The one I love most in the world.

We have this idea that love is supposed to last forever. But love isn't like that. It's a free-flowing energy that comes and goes when it pleases. Sometimes, it stays for life; other times it stays for a second, a day, a month or a year. So don't fear love when it comes simply because it makes you vulnerable. But don't be surprised when it leaves either. Just be glad you had the opportunity to experience it.

Because, all too often, the things that we're the most resistant to are precisely what we need. And the things we're most scared to let go of are exactly the ones we most need to relinquish.

Without Pegi, I'm an island without an ocean

Men she thought, could make a clean break with a woman, could leave in the way Parveen's husband had. Or could even be left, like George and determine to make a life another way. It was women who longed to retain ties and connections, to mix things up in complicated ways.

[On Chicago:] Yet once you've come to be part of this particular patch, you'll never love another. Like loving a woman with a broken nose, you may well find lovelier lovelies. But never a lovely so real.

Yet once you've come to be part of this particular patch, you'll never love another. Like loving a woman with a broken nose, you may well find lovelier lovelies. But never a lovely so real.

I loved it in the unconditional way that children love their first home.

You may lose your most valuable property through misfortune in various ways. You may lose your house, your wife and other treasures. But of your moko, you cannot be deprived except by death. It will be your ornament and companion until your last day.

Love is not love if there is no beloved.

The purpose of practicing detachment is to separate us from our present reactions to life and attach us to our aim in life.

If you want to keep your possessions, you must hold onto them in your imagination and not build barns to house them.

if I continue wanting it, I deny my Jesus, my saviour, for as I want I confess I am not and "except ye believe that I AM He ye die in your sins." I cannot have and still continue to desire what I have. I may enjoy it, but I cannot continue wanting it.

Because of preferential attachment, most social networks are profoundly inegalitarian.

When he was small he held the label inside his pillowcase when he slept. Only I know that. I was not a sleeper. His hand in sleep searched to find it. He would take the label between thumb and forefinger and just move it slightly against itself, over and back, as if the smallest friction was sufficient, as if with that he knew he was still in the world.

YANKY GO HOME Pero llevame contigo YANKEE GO HOME But take me with you...

However far you run from your family and try to expunge them from your life, they follow you.

Maybe that's nature's way. Making people you once loved less lovable, so that it won't be so hard when they go.

Car si elle n'avait jamais agi ainsi consciemment, elle se rendait bien compte qu'une femme pouvait confondre amour et pitié, et s'attacher à un homme dans l'espoir de le sauver. Ou qu'elle pouvait y voir comme un défi, persuadée qu'elle et elle seule pourrait le secourir, le protéger et le rendre heureux.

The greater the love, the greater the tragedy when it's over.

It has often struck me as peculiar that there are so few words for love. the term is forced to span such a large area of emotion