Quotes About Fragile

Somewhere in the world is the most invincible man. Just as somewhere is the most vulnerable.

They watched her sit, holding the bundle up before her, the lamp just at her elbow belabored by a moth whose dark shape cast upon her face appeared captive within the delicate skull, the thin and roselit bone, like something kept in a china mask

The boy's candlecolored skin was all but translucent.

The legacy of the word is a fragile thing for all its power, but I know where you stand, Squire. I know that there are words spoken by men ages dead that will never leave your heart. Ah

Here beyond men's judgements all covenants were brittle.

Gusci di uomini senza fede che avanzavano barcollanti sul selciato come nomadi in una terra febbricitante. La rivelazione finale della fragilità di ogni cosa. Vecchie e spinose questioni si erano risolte in tenebre e nulla. L'ultimo esemplare di una data cosa si porta con sé la categoria. Spegne la luce e scompare. Guardati intorno. Mai è un sacco di tempo. Ma il bambino la sapeva lunga. E sapeva che mai è l'assenza di qualsiasi tempo.

The frailty of everything revealed at last.

The Apache wrenched his pony's head around and when Glanton spun to look at his men he found them frozen in deadlock with the savages, they and their arms wired into a construction taut and fragile as those puzzles wherein the placement of each piece is predicated upon every other and they in turn so that none can move for bringing down the structure entire.

The delicate cellular warfare in a waterdrop.

White      There's nothing to follow. It's all right. The things that I loved were very frail. Very fragile. I didnt know that. I thought they were indestructible. They werent. Black      And that's what sent you off the edge of the platform. It wasnt nothin personal. White It is personal. That's what an education does. It makes the world personal.

Reality is a fragile thing.

what a frail, easily hurt, rather pathetic thing a human body is, naked; somehow a little unfinished, incomplete!

We have buried so much of the delicate magic of life.

She had passed by. He felt as if he were walking again in a far world, not Cossethay, a far world, the fragile reality. He went on, quiet, suspended, rarefied. He could not bear to think or to speak, nor make any sound or sign, nor change his fixed motion. He could scarcely bear to think of her face. He moved within the knowledge of her, in the world that was beyond reality.

china plates she was carrying.

endless soaring toy-rocket dreams and schemes that let out a sad, weak 'pop' at their high climax point and then flake apart as they tumble toward some thorn patch that's also a hatching ground for baby snakes

crystal and hearts would lose all their merit in the world if it were not for their fragility.

He drifted out the door like a handful of black feathers cast on a winter's breeze.

A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn it can be stabbed to death by a joke or worried to death by a frown on the right person's brow.

Friendship is like a glass ornament, once it is broken it can rarely be put back together exactly the same way.

If we have built on the fragile cornerstones of human wisdom, pride, and conditional love, things may look good for a while, but a weak foundation causes collapse when storms hit.

The male ego is a curious thing. It's about the size of a small continent but it's extremely brittle.

A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a quip, and worried to death by a frown on the right man's brow.

Something about the way she moved through the world did not lend itself to the care of fragile objects.