Quotes About Fragility

One thing you learn doing magic tricks for a living is how close every performance of every magic trick is to disaster. There are no robust magic tricks. They're all hanging from a thread - sometimes literally.

What people can survive and what they don't survive is shocking to me. Someone can go to Iraq and be blown to bits and survive. Someone can trip and fall on the street and they die - that's that.

True strength is delicate.

I think some people have blind faith in American institutions without knowing a whole lot about them and think they will stand up to Trump and are indestructible.

You can wet the rim of a glass and run your finger around the rim and it will make a sound. This is what I feel like: this sound of glass. I feel like the word shatter. I want to be with someone.

Who wants a bag of bones?" he said, with absolute sincerity. "I don't want to hurt myself on the sharp edges of the woman I'm bedding.

Kulp saw something crumbling into ruins behind the lad's light-blue eyes.

His brittle, yellowed bones were splintered, crushed and shattered.

The proudest candle vanishes unseen into a raging house-fire, with none to recount the beauty of its delicate glow, or the dignity of its desire.

The easiest thing to break is a man's heart

Not me, alas. Things get tough, and I'm liable to curl up and start whimpering

He felt something crumbling inside him. A fortress in the desert of my heart, I should have known it would be a fortress of sand.

Everything breaks." "Aye, lad. Everything breaks." "You could do it." "Do what?" "Break that sword." "No. I can't." "Everything breaks!" "Including people, lad.

The easiest thing to break is a man's heart ...

We are all glass soldiers.

The glass shattered like a poor man's dreams.

Os pensamentos que zoam no meu crânio são locatários de uma noite, meia dúzia de pares sem casa num ninho de amor passageiro, o fragor do guindaste da draga virá igualizar tudo, os momentos de deliciosa angústia do meu coração são roubados à sociedade de armadores que me emprega

In his heart, he was aware of just how vulnerable he was, and that Othman knew that. He had dared to believe he was different, that a new, stronger self had awakened within him, but it was newborn and fragile. This man, this creature was more than a match for him.

Impulsively, I reached out to touch him him, even though I knew such action would evaporate his fragile corporeality. My hand touched silky hair, felt the hardness of skull beneath. I pulled away, gasping, drawing up my knees. This was too real.

He, like dead Rephain, was one of those bright blooms that grow quickly flaccid on the vine, eaten by decay in an evening's rain.

How fragile she had appeared, so breakable, in her borrowed finery and painted child's face.

Ays felt as if he was made of glass, some brittle substance, and the laughter cracked him. He felt the power of his skill drain out from his body, out like thin, rancid liquour down through the cracks on the floor.

Ah, how young you are, how beautiful. I can't bear to think what will happen to you. I can't bear the thought of watching you wither.

How small, how fragile a human being was. No matter how powerful you might feel, whether magically or physically, ultimately others, in concert, could always stamp out your life.