Quotes About Letting go

I've finally come to fully understand that you can't fix another person. You can't fix the past. You can only change your way of reacting to it.

quit fighting the sails and let the wind move the boat-drift on faith for a while.

The past must be let go before the future can be grasped.

you don't have any choice but to quit fighting the sails and let the wind move the boat—drift on faith for a while.

Living, really living, wasn't about clinging to control but about giving it away.

Put it behind you. New day comin' and plenty to do.

Perhaps this rebirth from one thing to another happens repeatedly in a lifetime. Maybe life is a series of little deaths and rebirths, of passages and rites of passage, of God teaching you to stop clinging to one thing so you can reach for another. A death grip doesn't reach very well.

Maybe life is a series of little deaths and rebirths, of passages and rites of passage, of God teaching you to stop clinging to one thing so you can reach for another.

What can't be understood and neatly sewn up must simply be let go, not in the way of giving up, but in the way of understanding who is really in control of it.

In a few years, she would realize that there was nothing she could do to change the world around her, to repair the people she needed most. The missing pieces were out of reach of her tiny hands, the broken places not hers to mend. In my adult mind I understood that, but deep inside me there would always be the girl who wondered if she could have fixed things.

Clinging to the past so hard it was like leaving an arrow embedded instead of pulling it out and letting the wound bleed clean, then heal.

Did the dead still want things? Or was death simply a letting go of all that is held so tightly in life—an understanding of the temporal and shallow nature of the human matters of possession, greed, desire, justice?

Funny how you can get used to not having things you thought you couldn't live without.

You can't let your past hold your future hostage.

There is a time to struggle to achieve what we want and a time to give up any desire, a time to be strong and a time to surrender one's strength.

When the Sufi Abû Sa'îd ibn Abî-l-Khayr was asked what Sufism entailed he replied: "Whatever you have in your mind—forget it; whatever you have in your hand—give it; whatever is to be your fate—face it!

I only suggest to you: Will you dwell on killing this man? You wish for revenge? If you do, he has already killed you by slow poison. So, let it go. Why waste your time? His life will see to his death.

I do not know what you are supposed to do with memories likes these. It feels wrong to want to forget. Perhaps this is why we write these things down, so we can move on.

As I enter on the path of happiness, I scatter the dregs and shreds and clippings of the past behind me. I divest myself of all the crapulous years.

We gained control of many things. But we had to let go of others.

I'm going to smile and make you think I'm happy, I'm going to laugh, so you don't see me cry, I'm going to let you go in style, and even if it kills me—I'm going to smile.

For after all, the best thing one can do when it is raining, is to let it rain.

Letting go is the best revenge. It frees your heart for much more satisfying pursuits.

I will keep no further journal of that same hesternal torch?light ; and, to prevent me from returning, like a dog, to the vomit of memory, I tear out the remaining leaves of this volume...