Best 2090 quotes in «letting go quotes» category

You have that look -- the look of all runaways. But I will tell you what I tell my children. The caged bird sings sadly and dies quickly. Your heartstrings are not shoelaces -- they were never meant to be knotted. It is important to set things free. You begin with yourself. And maybe a tissue.

You have to let go of those feelings, Ra. Anger, fear, regret. It’s the only way you can forgive yourself and love again.

You have to learn when to care. And when to let go. You'll grow calluses.

You have to let the balloon go if you want to see it fly.

You have to stop carrying life like a burden. Life is not a burden. It’s not heavy to be alive. It’s weightless. It’s light as air. You’re just floating, a leaf through space, for a little while. You just have to learn to close your eyes more, or open them, when you can. You just have to learn to float with the current more, not fight against things. Change, movement, transitions ... you have to become one with the current.

You have to make the decision to let go of the past if you want to move forward.

You kissed me that morning as if you’d never done it before and never would again and now I write another letter that I will never dare to send, collecting memories of loss like chains tight around my chest, and if you see a fire from the shore tonight it’s my chains going up in flames.

You just don`t know that it is the last time . But I think that`s a good thing , really , because if you did know it would be almost impossible to let go .

You know you're in a good place when you no longer are interested in looking back. You prefer to enjoy the journey.

You lift your spirits by moving away from what upsets you. If the stove is hot, you can't ask how to touch it but be happy about it.

You let go of my hand to hold on to my heart Distance grasps us tight now that we are apart

You'll drive yourself crazy trying to control something that isn't yours to control. Let go. Free yourself. Allow your mind and energy to focus on something positive… to build something beautiful.

You look around at the people in your life, one by one, choosing to hold on to the ones who make you stronger and better, and letting go of the ones who don't.

You never forget someone you've loved once.

Your body will forget, but your mind often doesn't.

You're absolved," I tell him. He brings his eyes back up to mine. There's no fucking way he knows what that word means. That's a word I dream someone will say to me. So I put it in his language. "You're free.

You're asking yourself if you will ever get over it. - I don't believe we ever do. Getting over something implies you floated on past the pain, blew kisses, and waved goodbye while leaping to freedom. I've never been able to jump after having the contents of my heart scattered and sewn over fields that will produce memory-laden blooms. The thing is... you get through it. But the seeds have been planted. Those memories grow. And every morning I still hear: 'He loved me. He loved me not.

You really don't have to burn any bridges to let go... You don't have to destroy anything. You can just decide to cross over and move on.

You're looking for a reason," she said. "And that doesn't help. It doesn't change the present.

You’re lonely,” they say, but it doesn’t scare me anymore for it teaches me, and maybe that’s the biggest win from these years: I don’t need anyone else to distract me from myself anymore, like I always thought I would. I don’t break mirrors anymore, like I always thought I would. I can finally stand myself, and I never thought I would.

Your past follows you wherever you go. You must leave your heavy baggage behind in order to start afresh. Before you are ready to start the next chapter in your life, make sure the old ones are closed for good.

Your vile and bitter diatribes only serve to show how vile and bitter you must be.

Your past karma is what you found difficult or challenging in this life. To heal your past karma you would need to learn your life lessons for this life.

Your reality is a reflection of yourself

You stop revisiting memories when you outgrow the people you made them with.

You should get out of here. Have a good life.

You’ve spent her whole life holding her. Whether cradled in your arms as a baby or wrapped in your embrace as a young woman, she’s been yours to have and to hold, Mother of the Bride—until now. Now the time has come to let her go, to let her begin her own family and pledge her allegiance to another.

You will live to love again. You know you have lost your springtime girl, your Molly on the beach with the wind in her brown hair and red cloak. You have been gone too long from her, and too much has befallen you both. And what you loved, what both of you truly loved, was not each other. It was the time of your life. It was the spring of your years, and life running strong in you, and war on your doorstep and your strong, perfect bodies. Look back, in truth. You will find you recall fully as many quarrels and tears as you do lovemaking and kisses. Fitz. Be wise. Let her go, and keep those memories intact. Save what you can of her, and let her keep what she can of the wild and daring boy she loved. Because both he and that merry little miss are no more than memories anymore." She shook her head. "No more than memories.

You will achieve what you want to achieve, only if you can cope with the theory of altruism.

...a carefree letting go of oneself, not a caution, but a wise blindness.

A bad marriage is like an electrical thrilling machine: it makes you dance, but you can't let go.

A big part of letting go is recognizing when it is time to stay in a situation and when it is time to move on.

A businessman admits that he 'let go' an employee because he was a Sunni Muslim. You simply have to look after yourself, he explains. I am shocked, like a good Westerner should be.

Add to this occasional journeys, ministers’ meetings, etc., and you will rather wonder that I have any time, than that I have so little. I am not my own, nor would I choose for myself. Let God employ me where he thinks fit, and give me patience and discretion to fill up my station to his honour and glory.

Acknowledging and accepting whatever stuff you may have to let go comes easier when you love yourself.

A day of worry is more exhausting than a week of work.

After filming, I cant wait to shake off all that 50s primness. Ill go out to a gig and dance ridiculously. I love to lose myself in music. Just letting go - its dead important.

A fan will grab you and hug you and will not let go. When that happens, you wish it could be that way all over the world.

After great pain, a formal feeling comes — The Nerves sit ceremonious, like Tombs — The stiff Heart questions was it He, that bore, And Yesterday, or Centuries before? The Feet, mechanical, go round — Of Ground, or Air, or Ought — A Wooden way Regardless grown, A Quartz contentment, like a stone — This is the Hour of Lead — Remembered, if outlived, As Freezing persons, recollect the Snow — First — Chill — then Stupor — then the letting go —

After being let go from CBS and looking for a year for work, I will never catch myself complaining about being too busy.

All of my unconscious fears were in my face about letting go of the current identity. A lot of the thoughts that came up were fear-based and false, so I had to work to let them go.

Again, now, now, again Plashes the rain in heavy gouts, The crinkled lightning Seems ever brightening... And loud and long Again the thunder shouts His battle-song, - One quivering flash, One wildering crash, Followed by silence dead and dull, As if the cloud, let go, Leapt bodily below To whelm the earth in one mad overthrow, And then a total lull.

A great numb feeling washes over me as I let go of the past and look forward to the future. Pretend to be a vampire. I don't really need to pretend, because it's who I am, an emotional vampire. I've just come to expect it. Vampires are real. That I was born this way. That I feed off of other people's real emotions. Search for this night's prey. Who will it be?

Alexander tilted his head and kissed her deeply on the lips. He let go of her hands, and she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing herself against him. They kissed as if in a fever... they kissed as if the breath were leaving their bodies.

A lifetime of glory is worth a moment of pain. Louie thought: Let go.

All human actions are motivated at their deepest level by two emotions--fear or love. In truth there are only two emotions--only two words in the language of the soul.... Fear wraps our bodies in clothing, love allows us to stand naked. Fear clings to and clutches all that we have, love gives all that we have away. Fear holds close, love holds dear. Fear grasps, love lets go. Fear rankles, love soothes. Fear attacks, love amends.

All the same, my depression and self-hatred, my desire to mutilate myself with broken bottles, my numbness and crying fits, my inability to get out of bed for days and days, the feeling of the world moving in to crush me, went on and on. But I knew I wouldn't go mad, even if that release, that letting-go, was a freedom I desired. I was waiting for myself to heal.

All the art of living lies in a fine mingling of letting go and holding on.

And at the place where time stands still, one sees lovers kissing in the shadows of buildings, in a frozen embrace that will never let go. The loved one will never take his arms from where they are now, will never give back the bracelet of memories, will never journey afar from his lover, will never place himself in danger of self-sacrifice, will never fail to show his love, will never become jealous, will never fall in love with someone else, will never lose the passion of this instant of time.

A man must be able to cut a knot, for everything cannot be untied; he must know how to disengage what is essential from the detail in which it is enwrapped, for everything cannot be equally considered; in a word, he must be able to simplify his duties, his business and his life.