Quotes About Dependency

Alec caught him as he began to slide down the wall. "Jace—" "I'm all right," Jace protested, but his hand gripped Alec's sleeve tightly. "I can stand." "It looks to me like you're using a wall to prop you up. That's not my definition of 'standing.' " "It's leaning," Jace told him. "Leaning comes right before standing.

You know how the bonds of family are, my lady... They cling as tightly as vines. And sometimes, like vines, they cling tightly enough to kill.

I'm just saying that I think I chose to act the way I did in part because of you. Since I've met you, everything I've done has been in part because of you. I can't untie myself from you, Clary - not my heart or my blood or my mind or any other part of me. And I don't want to.

the more you rely on what you need, the more you become that which you rely on.

I don't know what she's going to do when I leave to go home, actually. She's gotten really used to having me around." "Me too," Conor said. Then he cleared his throat loudly. "You're, you know, kind of blending in here. With the furniture." "Thanks. I guess." I looked behind me at the tables and chairs. I didn't see any similarities, but whatever.

There are people who cannot live unless they possess something or someone. With some it's money. Lots and

You know, a cell phone's like a guy; if you don't plug him in every night, charge him good, you got nothing at all.

It's the asking that's so painful. It takes real courage, real strength, to say you're not strong enough to do it alone.

Just like you couldn't leave your mother. You were a child. She was all you had. You bonded to indifference and, at times, her cruelty. Your job was to endure it and to protect her from detection.

powerlessness in a relationship is one of the main causes of stress or anxiety.

that's more or less the textbook definition of an alcoholic. Someone who knows it's time to cut down but can't.

But when I was inside, I was always OK. So I just started staying inside. Like I told you before, it gets to be an addiction.

Koschei, Koschei," she whispered. "What would I have been if I had never seen the birds? I am no one; I am nothing. I am a blank paper on which you and your magic wrote a girl. Just the kind of girl you wanted, all hungry and hurt and needing. A machine for loving you. Nothing in me was not made by you.

When I saw him I thought I could curl up inside him and go to sleep and never wake up." "Men are no good for that, Masha. They'll always want you working, when you're not softening their fall into bed at the end of the day.

Human contact is a terrible drug. Sometimes, you'll even take the hit you know is tainted. You can't stop yourself. The need is too strong.

Love is an electric blanket with somebody else in control of the switch.

I'm not on the pill, but I label my Tic Tacs with the days of the week. Makes me feel like I'm in a relationship.

If you were on life support, I would unplug it to charge my phone.

Cigarettes and coffee: an alcoholic's best friend!

The point of an organi family is to release the children from the disadvantages of being extensions of their parents so that they can belong primarily to themselves. They may accept the services that adults perform for them naturally without establishing dependencies.

What is certain is that he [the baby] has too much attention from the one person who is entirely at his disposal. The intimacy between mother and child is not sustaining and healthy. The child learns to exploit his mother's accessibility, badgering her with questions and demands which are not of any real consequence to him, embarrassing her in public, blackmailing her into buying sweets and carrying him.

Female castration results in concentration of her feelings upon her male companion, and her impotence in confrontations with her own kind. Because all her love is guided by the search for security, if not for her offspring then for her crippled and fearful self, she cannot expect to find it in her own kind, whom she knows to be weak and unsuitable.

We are all in the end those rhesus monkeys who cling to the soft plush mother for comfort, ignoring the food on the wire monkey until we starve. Other people can hurt us more than our bodies can.

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