Quotes About Detachment

I'm breaking my attachment to physical power and possessions, because only through destroying myself can I discover the greater power of my spirit.

Anything you can aquire is only another thing you'll lose.

The best way to waste your life, is by taking notes. The easiest way to avoid living is to just watch. Look for the details. Report. Don't participate.

Its only after you've lost everything, Tyler says, that you're free to do anything.

I tell everybody, I'm tired of being jerked around. Okay? So let's just not pretend. I don't have fuck for a heart. You people are not going to make me feel anything. You are not going to get to me.

The best way to waste your life is by taking notes. The easiest way to avoid living is to just watch. Look for the details. Report. Don't participate. Let Big Brother do the singing and dancing for you. Be a reporter. Be a good witness. A grateful member of the audience.

I am Jack's complete lack of surprise.

Sahip olduÄŸun her ÅŸey, bir gün kaybedeceÄŸin ÅŸeylerden sadece bir tanesidir.

After fight club you're so relaxed, you just cannot care.

It's only after you have lost everything that you are free to do anything.

It's only after you've lost everything that you're truly free to do anything.

Anything you can acquire is only another thing you'll lose.

It's only after we've lost everything, that we're free to do anything.

It's only after you've lost everything," Tyler says, that you're free to do anything.

Sahip olaca??n her ÅŸey...bir gün kaybedeceÄŸin ÅŸeylerden sadece biridir.

Its only after you´ve lost everything that you´re free to do anything.

It's only after we've lost everything that we're free to do anything.

El maestro que logre apartar las posesiones de mi camino me liberará.

It would seem, from this, that the people of Omanorion had mastered the ultra-civilized art of minding their own business.

This kind of business (murder) required detachment. The trick was to do it almost casually, as you might flick on the radio, or swat a mosquito.

Sometimes, you feel yourself weightless, thinned. You draw back the curtains (if there are any) on a rectangle of wasteland at dawn, and realise that you are cast adrift from everything that gave you identity. Thousands of miles from anyone who knows you, you have the illusion that your past is lighter, scarcely yours at all. Even your ties of love have been attenuated (the emergency satellite phone is in my rucksack and nobody calls). Dangerously, you may come to feel invulnerable.

Hard weeks, the kind where you realize you've engineered it so that nobody has anything on you, and that means nobody has anything for you: help, a kind word.

Happiness must happen, and the same holds for success: you have to let it happen by not caring about it.

But the prisoner who had passed into the second stage of his psychological reactions did not avert his eyes any more. By then his feelings were blunted, and he watched unmoved.