Quotes About Fragility

It serves me right for putting all my eggs in one bastard.

There was a rose that faded young; I saw its shattered beauty hung Upon a broken stem. I heard them say, What need to care With roses budding everywhere? I did not answer them.

La principale differenza tra una cosa che potrebbe rompersi e una cosa che non può in alcun modo rompersi è che quando una cosa che non può in alcun modo rompersi si rompe, di solito risulta impossibile da riparare.

Do you want me to sit in a corner and rust, or just fall apart where I'm standing?

I think I'm not going mad. I think I'm still sane, hanging on to that last shred of clarity before the wrecking ball inside me smashes it all to hell.

You know how sometimes after an afternoon nap you wake up with the shakes or anxiety? That's what happened to me. I couldn't remember who I was or where I was or what time of year it was or anything. All I knew was that I was. I felt so wide open, so vulnerable, like a great big field that's just been harvested.

People are leaky.

To put that statistic into personal terms, make a list of the nineteen people closest to you: All but one will die. (This

sometimes she didn't know her own strength, and she didn't understand that people were a lot more fragile than she was. Sometimes she was rougher than she intended, you see. Did you know that a full-grown female chimpanzee is three to five times stronger than a man?

she spent many hours whirling around trying to catch the monarch butterflies that floated among the milkweed and chokecherries. When she caught them, she cupped them in her hands and smelled them, as if they were flowers. When she released them, some would drop to earth traumatized or crushed, while others flew off in a spiraling panic while she watched, her hands and nose dusted with the orange powder from their wings.

Alas, poor men, their destiny. When all goes well a shadow will overthrow it. If it be unkind one stroke of a wet sponge wipes all the picture out.

Old men, what are they? Fast fading the leaf, Three-footed they walk, yet frail as a child, As a dream set afloat in the daylight.

In the midst of life, we are in death.

There is something about the defencelessness of youth that moves me to tears. Youth is so vulnerable. It is so ruthless--so sure. So generous and so demanding.

Life is always dangerous—never forget that. In the end, perhaps, not only great natural forces, but the work of our own hands may destroy it.

How absurd to call youth the time of happiness—youth, the time of greatest vulnerability!

People who ought to die of shock and exposure don't die of shock and exposure, et cetera, et cetera. The human frame is tougher than one can imagine possible. Moreover, in my experience, a physical shock is more often fatal than a mental shock.

Beauty is perhaps a dangerous possession,' I said.

The delicate exotic flower has to have the shelter of the greenhouse—it cannot endure the cold winds. It is the common weed that thrives in the wintry air—but it is not to be prized higher on that account.

Qué quiere decir la mayoría de la gente cuando dice eso? ¡Tan joven! Algo inocente, algo suplicante, algo indefenso. Pero la juventud no es eso. La juventud es cruda, la juventud es fuerte, la juventud es poderosa... Sí, ¡y cruel! Y alguna cosa más: la juventud es vulnerable».

He stands his ground but she can see him collapse. He looks like a man in a film the moment after he's been shot and before he falls to the ground -

Când un bobârnac aleatoriu face s? se n?ruie castelul din c?r?i de joc, care s-ar fi putut surpa mult mai devreme sau mult mai târziu, descoperim peisajul postcomunist: mafio?i ?i semivagabonzi care nu mai au energie nici m?car s?-?i aminteasc?.

Taking this step might shift too many supporting pillars in my emotional infrastructure, which already resembled a makeshift shanty town put together after a hurricane, with psychological corrugated sheeting and unbalanced blue tarpaulins. It lacked stability but it held, some new life had grown up around it, there hadn't been a storm for a while and I didn't want my shack of feelings blown down, like a little pig's in a fairy tale.

All it takes is one bad day to reduce the sanest man alive to lunacy. That's how far the world is from where I am. Just one bad day.