Quotes About Attachment

Sólo te permiten ser así de feliz cuando están preparándose para llevarse algo de ti.

It always hurts more to have and loose than not to have in first place

How glorious it was to know that her love for it already dwarfed anything she had ever felt as a human being

What I really wished I had was a twin, someone who'd cried next to me in the crib, slept beside me, fed from Mother's breast with me. Someone to love helplessly and totally, and in whose face I could always find myself.

It's her way of keeping Mariam close awhile yet before time has its way, before it snatches Mariam from the garden of her memory like a weed pulled by its roots.

Kehilangan sesuatu yang kita miliki selalu lebih menyakitkan daripada tidak memiliki sama sekali.

Tengo mucho miedo Y yo le pregunté: ¿Por qué?, y ella respondió: Porque soy profundamente feliz. Una felicidad así asusta. Le pregunté por qué y dijo: Sólo te permiten ser así de feliz cuando están preparándose para llevarse algo de ti.

it always hurts more to have and lose than to not have in the first place. But

always hurts more to have and lose than to not have in the first place.

Sometimes Laila wondered why Mammy had even bothered having her. People, she believed now, shouldn't be allowed to have new children if they'd already given away all their love to their old ones. It wasn't fair.

Uçurtma uçurman?n ayr?lmaz bir parças? da buydu: zihnin uçurtmanla birlikte oradan oraya savrulurdu.

But Mariam's grief wasn't aimless or unspecific. Mariam grieved for this baby, this particular child, who had made her so happy for a while. Some days

In a few years, he will be replaced. The boys will become enamored with other things, other people, embarrassed by him and Nahil.

Between Thanksgiving and Christmas, I never leave the house without [my Santa hat]. In fact, I pretty much never leave my room without it. I honestly don't know how this habit started and believe me, I'd break myself of it if I could, but I'm a little bit OCD about the Santa hat. Whenever I try to put it away, I get this horrible, overwhelming feeling that somehow Christmas will be destroyed if I do.

Now that he was in school, he had his own life. He no longer liked to site and cuddle with her unless he was sick or wanted her to read him a story before bed.

Newt had said I loved Ivy more than the church. I wasn't going to deny it, but there were all kinds of love, and how shallow would I be if my anchor to reality was a hunk of real estate? It was the people who were there that made it mean something.

Ivy had loved him, too—deeper, on a gut level, with the strength of the past, not like my new love, based on the idea of a future.

I liked my kitchen. No, let me rephrase. I loved my kitchen with the loyalty of a bulldog to his favorite bone.

Someone should enjoy it," Ann said. When she was angry or bitter her voice became flat and distant, almost as if she were being matter-of-fact. "It won't be here long.

Scared of her, solicitous of her, in love with her—she had seen all that. And shouting at her furiously for some small treachery, or for nothing at all; she had certainly seen that too. Because he had loved her.

as Serena thought back on their overall relationship, she couldn't deny how obsessive and protective he had been when it came to his smartphone.

Jeg elsker tre ting, sier jeg så. Jeg elsker en kjærlighetsdrøm jeg hadde engang, jeg elsker dig og jeg elsker denne plet jord. - Og hvad elsker du mest? - Drømmen.

Det sted man er fra er alltid pent, det er fedrelandsfølelsen i det små, hjemmefølelsen. ("Bonde", 1918)

I think I just fell into like with him.