Quotes About Letting go

Then we refuse to laugh or let go, because we might discover—who knows what?

From a gesture of generosity, true letting go will evolve.

Every time you're willing to acknowledge your thoughts, let them go, and come back to the freshness of the present moment, you're sowing seeds of wakefulness in your unconscious.

Renunciation is realizing that nostalgia for samsara4 is full of shit.

Taking the leap involves making a commitment to ourselves and to the earth itself—making a commitment to let go of old grudges, to not avoid people and situations and emotions that make us feel uneasy, to not cling to our fears

We think that if we just meditated enough or jogged enough or ate perfect food, everything would be perfect. But from the point of view of someone who is awake, that's death. Seeking security or perfection, rejoicing in feeling confirmed and whole, self-contained and comfortable, is some kind of death. It doesn't have any fresh air. There's no room for something to come in and interrupt all that. We are killing the moment by controlling our experience.

Did someone harm you in 1962.. let go of it! Control and ride the horses of anger.

Resentments are hardened chunks of anger. They loosen up and dissolve with forgiveness and letting go.

There are times when you just have to let it all out. All the anger, all the pain.

... wore sorrow and anger like a worn-out coat and would not throw it away.

Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal while blaming our misery on the person who started the fire.

Many of us have read about and talked about forgiveness, and we understand intellectually why it might benefit us to let go of anger toward others. But we hold on anyway.

Holding onto anger is like drinking poison and expecting the other person to die.

I still want to be angry, but I have to let my anger go.

Give me your past, all your pain, all your anger, all your guilt. Release it to me, and I will be a safe harbor for the life you need to leave behind.

I've had a few arguments with people, but I never carry a grudge. You know why? While you're carrying a grudge, they're out dancing.

Holding on to anger is like poisoning yourself and hoping someone else will die.

One learns first of all in beach living the art of shedding; how little one can get along with, not how much.

We also need to learn the art of letting go: of the past, of unresolved grievances, of our younger selves. Nobody gets out of here alive.

The art of moving forward lies in understanding what to leave behind.

I'd like to rid myself of writing, to surrender, to release the venom. And hopefully at some point, I'll be a happy, well-adjusted guy and I'll have no need for all that 'art.'

You cannot cross the narrow bridge of art carrying all its tools in your hands. Some you must leave behind.

Forgive everyone everything.

I no longer hold you responsible for how I feel.