Quotes About Letting go

none of us move on without a backward look. We move on always carrying with us those we have lost.

Es grib?ju v?nu, vair?kas lielas gl?zes, kas pal?dz?tu man sa?emties un neskat?ties atpaka?. Vai ar? visp?r nekur neskat?ties.

he knew better than anyone that you couldn't make someone stay with you. There was no point trying to hang on to someone who didn't want you.

Son,' he says as Fabien turns to leave. 'Let her go. Don't take it all so seriously, eh?

what was the point in reexamining your sadness all the time anyway? It was like picking away at a wound and refusing to let it heal.

Don't think of me too often. I don't want to think of you getting all maudlin. Just live well.

I've just learned not to get wound up about things I can't change.

And when it came down to it, what was the point in re-examining your sadness all the time anyway? It was like picking at a wound and refusing to let it heal.

You know, you can't make someone love you again. No matter how much you might want it. Sometimes, unfortunately, the timing is simply … out.

Maybe you have to think about all the things about your old life that you didn't enjoy and say, 'Okay, so here is an opportunity to start again. Perfect freedom. No ties. Maybe this is the dream.' Maybe one day you will even be happier than you were.

I had walked away from Patrick knowing deep down that, for both of us, our relationship had become a habit, a pair of shoes you might no really love but wore because you couldn't be bothered to get new ones.

So what was the hardest part?' Mr Gopnik said. 'I'm sorry?' 'Of working for William Traynor. It sounds like quite a challenge.' I hesitated. The room was suddenly very quiet. 'Letting him go.' I said. And found myself unexpectedly biting back tears.

By its very nature [...] love is tragic. You can't protect it. No matter how tightly you hold on to the one you love, they leave you or you leave them. That's what life is, loving and letting go. I am so grateful to those two young lovers of sixty years ago. I am so grateful to have tasted love. But all love ends tragically. Because, tragically, love always ends. What a heartbreaking and wonderful conundrum! Whether you have it just a few weeks, or years, or your entire life--always, it ends.

To let go means to give up coercing, resisting, or struggling, in exchange for something more powerful and wholesome which comes out of allowing things to be as they are without getting caught up in your attraction to or rejection of them, in the intrinsic stickiness of wanting, of liking and disliking.

Breathe and let be.

och det var snarare det som gjorde honom desperat, att han insåg att det gick att gå vidare, att det inte var något av det som hade varit så stort som var stort nog att han skulle minnas det på riktigt [...]

Often a moment comes when a person consumed by years of resentment, pain, and anger realizes that her father (for example) didn't directly hurt her when he abandoned the family; all he did was move out of the house. His action was morally wrong, but the pain came from her reactions to the event, and if she can change those reactions, she can leave behind twenty years of pain and perhaps even get to know her father.

How you do you leave the past behind when it keeps finding ways to get to your heart? It reaches way down deep and tears you up till you're torn apart.

How can you forgive if you can't remember to forget?

If time and fear aren't enough to dissuade people from their revenge, then there's always authority, softly shaking its head and saying, 'We understand, but you're the better man for letting it go. For rising above it. For not sinking to their level. And besides,' says authority, 'if you try anything stupid, we'll lock you up in a little room.'

It is as if the man said to him, "In the past, you struggled to be Esau. In the future you will struggle not to be Esau but to be yourself. In the past you held on to Esau's heel. In the future you will hold on to God. You will not let go of Him; He will not let go of you. Now let go of Esau so that you can be free to hold on to God.

So many people enter and leave your life! Hundreds of thousands of people! You have to keep the door open so they can come in! But it also means you have to let them go!

I'm sorry for my inability to let unimportant things go, for my inability to hold on to the important things.

Parallels between the veteran's words and Achilles' are inescapable. During berserk rage, the friend is constantly alive; letting go of the rage lets him die.