Quotes About Letting go

good listeners have a humble perspective. Humility in listening means that we let go of preconceived opinions, we let go of the need to be right, we let go of our own insecurities, and we let go of the need to appear wise, good or spiritual. In short, we let go of ourselves in order to be present to the other. This is a high calling and a commitment we will need to return to again and again.

She was so busy forgetting, she couldn't take a single step into the future.

But what you give up you can learn to live without, even if it causes you heartbreak at the start.

Although I am no longer caught in the past, the future seems like a ridiculous thing to me. Try to catch it, hold it in your hand. It disappears every time.

the past was what we carried with us, threaded to the future, and we decided whether to keep it close or let it go.

Things without all remedy should be without regard

You lose people sometimes, you know. You don't expect to, but then it happens and you can't get them back.

He knew that attachments were for the living, and so he did the honorable thing. He let her go. He leaned close so she would hear him say it was all right for her to leave him. They knew it was now; they could feel something shift the way it always did. Even Argus, who'd been whimpering, grew quiet. It was not a dream, but something more. She breathed out, and inside that one breath was every word that had been spoken, every step she had taken, everyone she had ever loved.

I saw this was the way of the future, to leave the past behind as if it were a dream.

what you give up you can learn to live without, even if it causes you heartbreak at the start. Whether you are mortal or not, you go on, even if sorrow nags

I'll know that sometimes those who love you best are the ones who leave you behind.

Pride is a funny thing; it can make what is truly worthless appear to be a treasure. As soon as you let go of it, pride shrinks to the size of a fly, but one that has no head, and no tail, and no wings with which to lift itself off the ground.

It was not possible to hold on to ashes. In my dreams I had always walked out of the past, and it shut behind me, a door I couldn't unlock. Now I intended to do the same in my waking life.

Here you are, Shelby tells Buddy. So now you know, she's not coming back. Not if you wait for a hundred years. She's left you and you're all alone, so get used to it.

Into this cake Lila had baked three gifts: a cool hand to test for fevers, a kiss with the power to chase away nightmares, a heart that can tell when it's time to let go.

Keep the light out, have faith, trust in what you feel, not in what you see. Leave the matches at home. Leave it be.

It is foolish to cry over things you cannot change

In the end I had to realize that I cannot force love to come if it is not there in the first place.

For a long while the past drops away from you easily and it would seem automatically, properly. Its scenes don't vanish so much as become irrelevant. And then there's a switchback, what's been all over and done with sprouting up fresh, wanting attention, even wanting you to do something about it, though it's plain there is not on this earth a thing to be done.

tremor of nerves there, an affected nonchalance, a hurry to get through and a reluctance to let go.

Durante mucho tiempo te desprendes del pasado con facilidad y de una forma que parece automática y adecuada. Las escenas del pasado, más que desvanecerse, dejan de tener importancia. Y entonces se produce una brusca vuelta atrás, lo que está acabado y bien acabado resurge de repente, requiere tu atención, incluso que hagas algo al respecto, aunque salte a la vista que no se puede hacer nada.

?ã tá»›i tình tr?ng trÆ°á»›c Ä'ây chÆ°a t?ng có. Buông trôi theo dòng. Cho Ä'i. Má»™t s? ng??i cho Ä'i, má»™t s? ng??i không. Rào c?n gi?a cái bên trong và bên ngoài c?a tâm trí b?n b? ??p ??. Sá»± chân thá»±c Ä'òi h?i Ä'i?u ?y.

I was the girl he had chosen to kiss. He wanted, somehow to set me free. He didn't want to burn my photo or toss it away, but he didn't want to look at me anymore, either.

If you stop asking why you were killed instead of someone else, stop investigating the vacuum left by your loss, stop wondering what everyone left on Earth is feeling, you can be free. Simply put, you have to give up on Earth.