Quotes About Detachment

Loosen up. Relax. Except for rare life-and-death matters, nothing is as important as it first seems.

suspicion had sometimes been current that he really was as unruffled as he looked, and that whatever happened, he did not give a damn. But this, too, like the laziness, was an imperfect interpretation. What most observers failed to perceive in him was something quite bafflingly simple—a love of quietness, contemplation, and being alone.

I am learning to love the sound of my feet walking away from things not meant for me.

Sometimes it hurts to move on... But it hurts more to hang on to something not meant for you.

When something seems wrong in your life, the only way to have peace with it is to let it go. By trying to make it right keeps it wrong.

There comes a time in your life, when you need to walk away from all the drama and the people who create it.

Walking away from something you want so badly, that you know isn't good for you, is one of the hardest things you'll ever have to do.

When you take out the trash, don't go digging back through it.

It's never too late to learn to let go and let be. Then nothing can ever get in your way again.

Sometimes it hurts to move on... But it hurt more to hang on to something not meant for you.

The past can only keep hurting you if you hold on to it. Stop questioning why. Just accept it and move on and set yourself free.

The causes of his embitterment were many, remote and near. He was angry with himself for being young and the prey of restless foolish impulses, angry also with the change of fortune which was reshaping the world about him into a vision of squalor and insincerity. Yet his anger lent nothing to the vision. He chronicled with patience what he saw, detaching himself from it and tasting its mortifying flavour in secret.

He found trivial all that was meant to charm him and did not answer the glances which invited him to be bold.

He was angry with himself for being young and the prey of restless foolish impulses, angry also with the change of fortune which was reshaping the world about him into a vision of squalor and insincerity. Yet his anger lent nothing to the vision. He chronicled with patience what he saw, detaching himself from it and tasting its mortifying flavour in secret.

By his monstrous way of life he seemed to have put himself beyond the limits of reality. Nothing moved him or spoke to him from the real world unless he heard in it an echo of the infuriated cries within him.

He chronicled with patience what he saw, detaching himself from it and tasting its mortifying flavor in secret

2.49) O Arjuna, action is very much inferior to the yoga of the intellect (buddhiyoga). Seek refuge in the intellect! Wretched are they who are motivated by results.

Whatever happens is going to happen. And when I see something bad, I won't dwell on it or get emotional about it because there's too much shit going on, and I have a job to do.

Teach us to care and not to care. Teach us to sit still.' The poem is called Ash Wednesday, by T. S. Eliot.

People take things too personally - I don't. If someone says something about me, I let it go. But unfortunately, everyone isn't like that. So I'm trying to be more diplomatic - but people always want a headline from me!

Similarly, only people as misanthropic as myself can be counted on not to have to lie to others, since we have the unique luxury of not caring what sort of opinions others formulate about us.

In London, people can be so... well, it's not even a case of people being unkind or unfriendly. You just don't make any contact in London. You go from A to B with your eyes on the pavement.

There is no detachment where there is no pain. And there is no pain endured without hatred or lying unless detachment is present too.

When one becomes indifferent to women, to children, and young people., he may know that he is superannuated, and has withdrawn from whatsoever is sweetest and purest in human existence.