Quotes About Fragile

He, at this very moment, issues invitations by the millions. He whispers through the kindness of a grandparent, shouts through the tempest of a tsunami. Through the funeral he cautions, "Life is fragile." Through a sickness he reminds, "Days are numbered." God may speak through nature or nurture, majesty or mishap. But through all and to all he invites: "Come, enjoy me forever.

Probably all babies, having recently been nothing, have a tenuous hold on life.

Cannot put Humpty Dumpty to rights!

our hostess backed out of the room, grinning vapidly. She had long since forgotten the meaning of a smile, but the physical ability to make the gesture remained. I felt that the grin...would shatter if it were touched and fall to the floor in pieces.

I cover my shyness by being exactly the opposite. You know, really loud and very Italian. I am an extremely insecure and fragile person, and only the people that really know me know that. But I push myself.

Lots of children have had dark experiences, and if they're not having direct dark experiences, they are thinking about things and learning that life is fragile. You have to acknowledge that side of life to be able to then offer comfort and hope and goodwill.

They broke a basic bond of trust that those handed a role of power in a functioning democracy would treat the gift as both priceless and fragile, what Abraham Lincoln called "the legacy bequeathed to us.

There's nothing like a song about lost love to remind you how everything precious can slip through the hinges where you've hung it so careful.

There's nothing like a song about lost love to remind you how everything precious can slip from hinges where you've hung it so careful.

There's nothing like a song about lost love to remind you how everything precious can slip from the hinges where you've hung it so carefully.

Crockery broke and fabric frayed. The delicate things I cared about perished, while the hard things like swords survived.

Trance is fragile.

He felt that they were still recovering from his fall themselves, treating him as a fragile piece of china which, since it had magically survived without breakage, should be set very carefully on a shelf and not moved for a special conciliatory length of time.

Trust is like the runt of our emotional litter; under harsh conditions, it's usually the first to die.

Deep under the earth, inside its cardboard coffin, shrouded in the layers of white paper, the china doll with the jagged open crevasse in its skull was crying.

No, this was the kind of moment that made everything stop. You separated it from every other one, pressing the feeling to your heart, like a dried flower slipped between the pages of a beloved book. The moment was made of something fragile and delicate, yet it possessed the power to last forever.

Why did joy bring the same tears as sadness? Why did the throat and chest ache with fire, regardless? Was it because, deep down, everyone knew it was fragile and ephemeral? Did the tears come from the knowledge that everything could turn in the blink of an eye?

She was slender, and wonderfully graceful. Except that her movements were languid—very languid—indeed, there was nothing in her appearance to indicate an invalid.

The moonlight streaming through the sheer draperies revealed Taylor smiling, boneless and peaceful in Will's embrace. The most dangerous man Will knew rested sweetly in his arms, trusting him with his love as he trusted Will to guard his life. It was beyond precious. Life, love, was made up of fragile moments like these. Fragile as Paris moonlight.

To find them all in one package...well, perhaps better not to dwell on his package in my fragile state.

The thing is," Elliot said neutrally, "people lose their temper and strike out, and human beings are pretty fragile when you get down to it.

He was treating me like something breakable, which is different from how you treat something you yourself have broken.

But if you ask me what I remember (about 1945), I will say it was the year Franklin D. Roosevelt died and I got one of his flowers. I will tell you that yellow rose give me the courage to do the right thing even if it was hard. I will say it was the time in my life when I learned all of us is fragile as a mimosa blossom. But the miracle of all is, When push comes to shove, we can be just as tough as Hickory. It mostly hurts at first. After a while it starts to feel better.

Por delicadas que sean, las mañanas envilecen; lo destructible vacila y lo que pareciera, frente a nosotros, perdurar, no nos acoge, menos cruel que indiferente.