2,179 Quotes About Letting-go

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.

Aunt-Sister would’ve said, ‘Let her go, it’s past the time,’ but I wanted the pain of mauma’s face and hands more than the peace of being without them.

Don’t try to create some kind of shape for your life as if you are shearing it with a pair of clippers. Don’t prune down your own life into the shape you think it should be. Don’t be a bonsai, be a mighty oak.

There was a man who was so confident in himself, that he was completely blind to his partner's needs and wants. He believed he was perfect for this person, but he was not. If only he knew perfection does not exist. And this is what really turned his partner away from him. The End.

You don’t want to think about it but it’s the first thing on your mind. You say, “We made THE APPOINTMENT.” You avoid the word “euthanasia” because it makes everything too real. It is a beautiful word, really. It is Greek for “easy death” and it is true, there is no easier death than this. It is unfortunate that, once again, people are so afraid of death in all its forms that they find it so difficult even when the time of death is peaceful.

I had to suffer, for had I not she’d be clinging to me even now, wanting me to stay with her. It hurts when someone won’t let go. Not only must we leave, we must tear ourselves from one who clings. My suffering served a purpose. She desperately wanted me to stay but her anguish in the final hours changed everything. It became her greatest desire for me to be free of pain and this ultimately made it easier for her to let me go.

You chose a villain role because you were notdestined for another and I do not, in sound mind, resent you for being that way because you knew not any other.

LAST WORDYou made me laugh,And I forgot all the tears.You helped me up,And I forgot the timesYou let me down.You were hatred,Just as surely asYou were love.You were everything rightAnd everything wrong—Humility andDefiance,CrueltyAnd kindness,Approval andContempt.You were everythingAnd nothing.I had to let you go,And it freed me.Still, I’m sad,For I knowWho you might have been.I know you so well…But you do not know me.

When you hold onto a script that doesn't serve you, you leave no space to write a new one that does.