Quotes About Attachment

Always remember that when a man goes out of the room, he leaves everything in it behind... When a woman goes out she carries everything that happened in the room along with her.

but you are incomplete unattached to me . . .

Lutamos muito para ter um ego, mas se nos identificamos com ele, esquecemos o self, negando-o por ignorância ou orgulho até que nosso sofrimento se torne insuportável.

what a nervous readiness attached to its lament

There is no reciprocity. Men love women, women love children, children love hamsters.

Come with me and let's start all over. I said no, and he got angry. Blamed Luke. The way you sneak out to see him, to be near him. You're attached to him, and it's sick, Camille. You're sick.

It did not do to give your heart to a man so entirely, she thought. Men did not value what they came by easily. Once you loved, you laid yourself open to pain.

Her mother had once told her that whoever cares the least has the greatest advantage.

In the tightest communities, at least since the days of Odysseus, there is something in man that wants out and senses that his development is stunted by being just a part of a whole, rather than a whole itself. And in the freest and most independent situations men long for unconditional attachments. The tension between freedom and attachment, and attempts to achieve the impossible union of the two, are the permanent condition of man.

Life doesn't make sense. It's against the law for somebody to steal your bike but apparently it doesn't matter if somebody tries to steal your best friend. Well you can always get a new bike. But how do you replace a best friend

fell in love with anyone who loved him back.

I get it, even if Jamie can't put it into words. There are some books you can never get rid of, even if you don't like the ending.

Guys are like dogs—they can always tell when you're needy.

Truly, it is what we love that gives us our names.

The weird thing about saying good-bye is that it never gets easier.

I guess I just don't get the point. It's like, why should you bother getting attached to anything if, A: It's never gonna last, and B: It hurts like hell when it's over?

Because the truth is, I do love him. I've loved him without ceasing. I've loved him since that very first day. I loved him even when I swore I didn't. I can't help it. I just do.

After two solid weeks of waking up in Damen's bed, wrapped in Damen's arms, you'd think I'd have grown used to it by now. But nope. Not even close. Though I could get used to it. I'd like to get used to it.

Do you realize how important it is to be independent? To be able to take care of yourself? To not rely on someone else for your most basic needs? And to not get so damn attached to stuff that you'd rather demean yourself than live without it?

Monsters never get the princess in real life, but I'm selfish enough to want to keep you near me for as long as I can.

He thinks I'm pining away for you, and he thinks I should be his mate

Il détestait se sentir orphelin de livres, comme si aucun bouquin n'avait voulu de lui : il demeurait persuadé que c'était les ouvrages qui adoptaient leurs lecteurs et non le contraire.

Avevo appena scoperto l'orribile notizia che ogni essere umano scopre un giorno o l'altro: quello che ami, tu lo perderai.

Il est très difficile de savoir où s'arrêter. C'est encore ce problème de la frontière : l'autre passe par votre vie, il faut accepter qu'il puisse en sortir aussi facilement qu'il y est entré.