Diogenes kept everything loose. Nothing really stuck to him. If you grabbed his stuff, he'd rather let you have it than chase after you. If you grabbed his leg, he'd let go of his leg. If you grabbed his whole body, his whole body. Same with his close friends, his buddies, his country. He knew where all these things came from, who gave them to him, and what the deal was.
He had everything easily loosed, everything only hanging to him. If you laid hold of his property, he would have rather let it go and be yours, than he would have followed you for it; if you had laid hold of his leg, he would have let go his leg; if of all his body, all his poor body; his intimates, friends, country, just the same. For he knew from whence he had them, and from whom, and on what conditions.