Quotes About Fragile

We are fragile creatures surrounded by a world of hostile facts. Facts threaten our happiness and security. The deeper we delve into things, the looser our structure may seem to become.

Even the adorable drag in her step (like the little mermaid, too fragile to walk on land) drove me crazy. She was the golden thread running through everything, a lens that magnified beauty so that the whole world stood transfigured in relation to her, and her alone.

But poor Andy—even before he was skipped ahead a grade—had always been a chronically picked-upon kid: scrawny, twitchy, lactose-intolerant, with skin so pale it was almost transparent, and a penchant for throwing out words like 'noxious' and 'chthonic' in casual conversation.

Sleeping or waking, the world was a slippery game: fluid stage sets, drift and echo, reflected light. And all of it sifting like salt between her numbed fingers.

won't last, it's

4Nam divitiarum et formae gloria fluxa atque fragilis est, virtus clara aeternaque habetur.

Mothers shouldn't be allowed to get old and fragile.

For at least five hundred years, the Hawaiians lived in total isolation . They had no trade with the outside world, no other place to turn for the necessities of life; any islander could, with a walk to the nearest hilltop, see the limits of Hawaii's natural wealth. For all intents and purposes, they were living on a tiny, fragile planet surrounded by outer space.

Cuidar de mi madre significaba no decir nada que pudiera alterar su frágil optimismo.

MEELEE'S AWAY (after Waley)     Meelee's away in Lima.     No one breeds flowers in my head. Of course, women do breed flowers in my head     but not like Meelee's—     So fragile, so pale.

A snowflake fell into my hand, a tiny, fragile gem, a frosty crystal flowerlet with petals, but no stem. I wondered at the beauty of its intricate design, I breathed, the snowflake vanished, but for moments, it was mine.

Barbee had always wondered about mental institutions. He thought of taking notes for a feature story on this adventure at Glennhaven, as the evening wore on, began to seem remarkable for utter lack of anything noteworthy. It began to appear as a fragile never-never land, populated with timid souls in continual retreat from the real world outside and even from one another within.

My heart was glass, daily shattered Your love the glue, repairing the tattered.

La seguridad, ese insecto que anida en los volantes de la luz

Because a ballerina resembles a tear…

Y ese ruido? ¡¿No habrás roto la cajita de música?! -¿Cuál? -La que te regaló la abuela, no la habrás roto, ¿no? -Total no era linda. -¡¿Como era?! ¿La rompiste? Te mato, Natacha, abrí la puerta.

This "gentle man" style of abuser tends to be highly self-centered and demanding of emotional catering. He may not be the man who has a fit because dinner is late but rather erupts because of some way his partner failed to sacrifice her own needs or interests to keep him content. He plays up how fragile he is to divert attention from the swath of destruction he leaves behind him.

The mirror that Strindberg held up to Nature was a cracked one. It was cracked in a double sense -- it was crazy. It gave back broken images of a world which it made look like the chaos of a lunatic dream.

Life is very precious to God. That's why He made it so fragile and so short." "That make absolutely no sense." "Yes, it does. He made it fragile so we would treasure it, just like He does. You're not nearly as careful with your cast-iron frying pans as you are with your good china, are you? God wanted life to be precious to us-so He made it as frail as fine china.

Yes, it does. He made it fragile so we would treasure it, just like He does. You're not nearly as careful with your cast-iron frying pans as you are with your good china, are you? God wanted life to be precious to us—so He made it as frail as fine china.

I looked at her, and she was smiling like she was broken.

Zerbrechliche Herzen sind fürs Schaufenster gut, nicht aber für den Kampf gegen das Böse.

Is there a moment that a heart cracks?

She knew - she knew by now - that there really can be a person, one at least, that you can embrace as easily and wholly as though the two of you were one thing, a thing that once upon a time was broken into pieces and is now put back together. And how could she know this unless he knew it too? It was part of the wholeness, that he must; and that too she knew. With her he was for a moment whole, they were whole: as whole as an egg, and as fragile.