Quotes About Detachment

So many gifts her father gave her, so she should not be surprised they continued to be given, even in the moment of his dying. ...The gifts of patience, perspective, and detachment. The gifts of silence, irrelevance, and joy.

Don't lose everything over someone who doesn't matter.

It's best if I stay out of future plans and let time go on.

I felt nothing all the time, and it had started to feel normal. It should have scared me, but it didn't.

There are a lot of things that you can like at a distance without spending a huge amount of time pondering. It's not so complicated.

I am not a huge fan of being around people all the time. I really like being able to leave people.

The way I spend my time is very isolated and cut off.

Only fools listen to their hearts. Only fools get attached. We wanderers get in and get out just in time.

No more relationships ! No more wasting time !No more feelings !

Be not entangled in this world of days and nights Thou hast another time and space as well.

If you love something, set it free.

Sometimes to keep it together you've got to leave it alone.

She really did not care. Not anymore. It was safer not to care.

Tomorrow she would have been free of him. She would have been on her way back to the life she had chosen for herself. And he had been unable to let her go.

His usual air of boredom and cynicism discouraged anyone from trying too hard to engage his attention.

I had enjoyed something that did not belong to me, you see. When it was taken away, I was disappointed but not harmed.

The trick is not to care. I have a perfect indifference to winning.

My life has a certain amusing symmetry, if viewed with sufficient detachment.

What were rain and storm to me?

I remember thinking with a queer detached portion of my mind that here was someone wringing her hands. One reads about it and one never sees it, and now here it was.

It's not bad or good. It just is. That's something you'll find out if you decide to go into this line of work. You have to take things as they are, not how you hear they're supposed to be.

She stopped for the duration of a glance around her, as if to recapture the place, but there was no recognition of persons in her eyes, the glance merely swept through the room, as if making a swift inventory of physical objects.

She noted that the sense of detachment one feels when looking at the earth from a plane was the same sense she felt when looking at people: only her distance from people seemed longer.

He stood looking at her. She knew that he did not see her. No, she thought, it was not that exactly. He always looked straight at people and his damnable eyes never missed a thing, it was only that he made people feel as if they did not exist. He just stood looking.