Quotes About Letting go

She must never allow herself to feel either regret or remorse.

I do not want to spend another minute of whatever I have left bein' scared. I can't carry the fear anymore. Not mine. Not yours. I have to lay that burden down.

She holds every dress briefly by its shoulders like it's a schoolkid she's checking out for smudges before church. Then one by one they get flung away from her and into the fire.

But it's a neurological fact that the scared self holds on while the reasoned one lets go.

Therefore, dark past, I'm about to do it. I'm about to forgive you for everything.

For years and years I struggled just to love my life. And then the butterfly rose, weightless, in the wind. Don't love you life too much, it said, and vanished into the world.

Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing. And gave it up. And took my old body and went out into the morning, and sang.

So, be slow if you must, but let the heart still play its true part. Love still as once you loved, deeply and without patience. Let God and the world know you are grateful.That the gift has been given.

Things take the time they take. Don't worry.

As I grew older the things I cared about grew fewer, but were more important. ... Things! Burn them, burn them! Make a beautiful fire! More room in your heart for love, for the trees! For the birds who own nothing - the reason they can fly.

For years and years I struggled just to love my life. And then the butterfly rose, weightless, in the wind. "Don't love your life too much," it said, and vanished into the world.

I felt like a little donkey when his burden is finally lifted. Things! Burn them, burn them! Make a beautiful fire! More room in your heart for love, for the trees! For the birds who nothing--the reason they can fly.

everything. I felt like the little donkey when his burden is finally lifted. Things! Burn them, burn them! Make a beautiful fire! More room in your heart for love, for the trees! For the birds who own nothing—the reason they can fly.

We hold on to the shitty things the tightest, for some reason. And this is the shittiest thing ever. "Are

Sometimes people graduate but they don't leave. They hang around for years, for no reason. I would think of ghosts like that, I decided.

It was okay to give up. I'd been brave. Everyone would say so. And yet...even as I opened a dresser drawer and figured out which things I would take with me in this hypothetical scenario, I remembered the problem. There would still be ghosts. I would still have a future.

Sometimes, it's better not to know.

Falling down a hole is easy. Everyone should try it. You just let the ground go away and allow gravity to do its thing.

Annie. Maybe you all do. It's my idea of the original sin. "James. What is?" "Annie. Giving up. "James. You won't open her. Why can't you let her be? Have some—pity on her, for being what she is— "Annie. If I'd ever once thought like that, I'd be dead!

The only real difference between Anxiety and Excitement was my willingness to let go of Fear.

once I gave up the hunt for villains, I had little recourse but to take responsibility for my choices ...Needless to say, this is far less satisfying that nailing villains. It also turned out to be more healing in the end.

Maybe it wasn't about needing them. People hold on to all kinds of things, silly things, even broken things, because of the memories attached to them.

The more anger towards the past you carry in your heart, the less capable you are of loving in the present.

It's a great freedom to give up on love, and get on with everything else.