Spencer Johnson Quotes

Pretty mundane closet, but a lot of ties. And I tend not to throw anything out, so I have a lot of clothes from all times from my life. I can be a little sentimental with things like that.

I don't have very many little fetishes, but the one I do have is that I like a particular mug to drink out of. It's just a small china cup, and I get very upset if my husband moves it.

I'm a selective pack rat. There's some things I have no problem getting rid of and others I hold onto dearly.

People fall in love with their identity with their own position and are often reluctant to leave.

I don't want to lose what I've won.

People can be incredibly proprietary about Superman. They think that the character belongs to them.

Love means holding on to someone just as hard as you can because if you don't, one blink and they might disappear...forever.

... learning to love any one is like an increase of property, -- it increases care, and brings many new fears lest precious things should come to harm.

Liking is probably the best form of ownership, and ownership the worst form of liking.

We are afraid of losing what we have.

What is it about possessing things? Why do we feel the need to own what we love, and why do we become jerks when we do? We've all been there- you want something, to possess it. By possessing something you lose it. You finally win the girl of your dreams, the first thing you do is change her. The little things she does with her hair, the way she wears her clothes or the way she chews her gum. Pretty soon what you like, what you changed, what you don't like, blends together like a watercolor in the rain.

It is mine, I tell you. My own. My precious. Yes, my precious.

People who don't have much get ugly about giving up the little they have left.

The two qualities which chiefly inspire regard and affection are that a thing is your own and that it is your only one.

I saw you, and I wanted to be close to you. I wanted you to let me in. I wanted to know you in a way no one else did. I wanted you, all of you. That wanting nearly drove me mad.” Patch paused, inhaling softly, as though breathing me in. “And now that I have you, the only thing that terrifies me is having to go back to that place. Having to want you all over again, with no hope of my desire ever being fulfilled. You’re mine, Angel. Every last piece of you. I won’t let anything change that.

I hate to lend a book I love...it never seems quite the same when it comes back to me.

Possessiveness destroys love. And they should not be possessed, because that again destroys your love.

Great sins are great possessions; but levities and vanities possess us too; and men had rather part with Christ than with any possession.

Perhaps when we're forced to forfeit what we own, we lose any sentimental associations. Perhaps pawning our valuables frees us in the same way a house fire destroys not only our worldly goods, but our attachment to what's gone.

Every great love brings with it the cruel idea of killing the object of its love so that it may be removed once and for all from the wicked game of change: for love dreads change even more than annihilation.

Benjamin, we’re meant to lose the people we love. How else would we know how important they are to us?

I don't think you're weak," Jared said. "I want to guard you because you are important to me. Because you are - God, this is going to sound so stupid, I can never think of a way to say it - you are precious. I can never think of how to describe the value you have to me, because all the words for value suggest that you belong to me, and you don't.

We are seldom happy with what we now have, but would go to pieces if we lost any part of it.

Once you get something, it's awfully tough to take it away.

We lose many things simply out of our fear of losing them.