Quotes About Attachment

The next step in the process of liberation is to break this chain reaction of suffering whenever life is unpleasant and feeling content only when life is pleasurable.

Instead, Emerson came to accept that when someone dies, things that belong to you disappear, too.

When we grow up, we lose the talent for loving without restrictions.

I am looking for the people who have always been there, and belong to the places they live. The others I do not wish to see.

The only faithfulness people have is to emotions they're trying to recapture

Philosophy is really homesickness: the urge to be at home everywhere.

You can't fuck somebody into loving you.

i want you to know this waz an experiment to see how selfish i cd be if i wd really carry on to snare a possible lover if i waz capable of debasin my self for the love of another if i cd stand not being wanted when i wanted to be wanted & i cannot so with no further assistance & no guidance from you i am endin this affair this note is attached to a plant i've been waterin since the day i met you you may water it yr damn self

You can leave Hong Kong, but it will never leave you.

Beni bir gün unutacaksan, bir gün b?rak?p gideceksen bo?una yorma derdi, bo?una ma?aramdan ç?karma beni. Al??kanl?klar?m?, özellikle yaln?zl??a al??kanl???m? kaybettirme bo?una.

?imdi onu nas?l inand?rabilirim bütün bu süreyi onunla birlikte ya?ad???ma? Onu unutmu? gibi ya?arken onu dü?ündü?üme? Anlamaz, görünü?e kap?l?r, anlamaz. Ba?kas?na rastlad???m için, bu yeni ili?kinin her ?eyi unutturdu?unu dü?ünür. Oysa her ?eyi hat?rl?yorum;

Al??kanl?ktan ba?ka bir ?ey bilmedikleri için, sizin de yoklu?unuza al??acaklard?r.

Enjoy Mr. Binkers," he added. "As soon as you leave I'm going to hug him," I said.

nothing is permanent and all suffering results from our delusions of permanence

I can't unfind you," he said.

Let go of me." It smoothed its tentacles again. "Be grateful, Joe. I'm not going to let go of you.

Habits were difficult to break. The habit of living, the habit of fear … even the habit of love.

I like them, and … they're all I have left. But I need more time to decide. It's no small thing to commit yourself to other people.

Clearly I did not inherit whatever gene it is that makes it so that when you linger in a place you start to put down roots.

And if he did hesitate for a moment, he would usually come to the conclusion that the truest argument was an old one: the Earth is round. Let us not be too attached, then, to directions. And this was understandable. To someone from nowhere, every movement turns into a return, since nothing exerts such a draw as emptiness.

Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see, My heart untravelled, fondly turns to thee; Still to my brother turns, with ceaseless pain, And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.

Where'er I roam, whatever realms to see,My heart untravel'd fondly turns to thee;Still to my brother turns with ceaseless pain,And drags at each remove a lengthening chain.

Why should he worry himself about this woman? And why should he worry about anything else as long as he had this woman?

Where we love is home, Home that our feet may leave, but not our hearts.