Letting go gives us freedom, and freedom is the only condition for happiness. If, in our heart, we still cling to anything - anger, anxiety, or possessions - we cannot be free.
You want to be loved because you do not love; but the moment you love, it is finished, you are no longer inquiring whether or not somebody loves you.
I cannot live with someone who can't live without me.
What we have once enjoyed we can never lose. All that we love deeply becomes a part of us.
To love at all is to be vulnerable.
Grief is the price we pay for love.
It is not impermanence that makes us suffer. What makes us suffer is wanting things to be permanent when they are not.
You can never lose anything that really belongs to you, and you can't keep that which belongs to someone else.
I could give all to Time except--except What I myself have held.
The desire to be loved is the last illusion. Give it up and you will be free.
Don't regard what anyone says of you, for this, after all, is no concern of yours.
I never had a connection like that to anyone, where every day you think about what you’ll tell them and you wonder what they’re doing, and you know they’re wondering what you’re doing.
You don't love someone because they're perfect, you love them in spite of the fact that they're not.
A man is lucky if he is the first love of a woman. A woman is lucky if she is the last love of a man.
Nothing that you have not given away will ever be really yours.
Romantic love can be terrifying. We experience another human being as enormously important to us. So there is surrender - not a surrender to the other person so much as to our feeling for the other person. What is the obstacle? The possibility of loss.
Anyone who has lost something they thought was theirs forever finally comes to realise that nothing really belongs to them.
It is the time you have wasted for your rose that makes your rose so important.
Absence sharpens love, presence strengthens it.
Whatever lives, lives to die in sorrow. We engage our hearts, and grasp after the things of this world, only to undergo the pang of losing them.
You do not suffer because things are impermanent. You suffer because things are impermanent and you think they are permanent.
One loves ultimately one's desires, not the thing desired.
Nothing is ever really yours until you share it.
Some of us think holding on makes us strong; but sometimes it is letting go.
Love liberates. It doesn't just hold - that's ego. Love liberates. It doesn't bind.
