Quotes About Fragility

After all, I'm only human. I can only take so much emotional fallout before I crack.

Men pass in front of our eyes like butterflies, creatures of a brief season. We love them; they are brave, proud, beautiful, clever; and they die almost at once. They die so soon that our hearts are continually racked with pain.

Without butterflies, the world would soon have few flowers. There is enough room in the sky for all flyers.

That which prematurely arrives at perfection soon perishes.

All political institutions will end sooner or later. The question is when and how.

We're all dying. We're all in the process of oxidizing. Everyone of us is in the process of oxidizing, so to sort of interrupt one aspect of that while everything else goes on, it's a freak show.

I didn't know yet that you can always find that perfect moment right before everything shatters.

Today I saw shooting Star was looking totally like me (broken), But nothing happen to the Moon, was exactly like you

Your half empty..A broken glass, I love you can sound so beautifulUntil you stop to listenThat terrible background noise, you have no idea how bad I want to hold youBut I'm afraid I'll cut my hand.

Tread softly because you tread on my dreams

Give me wildflowers instead of your heart, for I'd rather have them wither than the latter.

She collapsed. I stepped forward and caught her. I thought of two trees nearly unrooted and leaning against each other.

The fragility of human emotions are not to be trusted but to validate the necessity of Grace.

Consider, O Lover, my throatwhite as cigarette paper.The crushed lavender of my knuckles. My heart, a dulled needle threaded throughtoo many patterns.

She blows a heavy breath, her eyes so full of tears that if she blinked, they'd fall.And then she does.She blinks. They fall. I break.- Cam

there is no action kind enough to express heartbreak. I am left shut, the quietest of blossoms.

If I blink she'll disappear, " he told her. She looked at him and said, "Maybe that is the best thing for you.

A heart never breaks in the same pattern of pieces

To stand a storm and get blown away by her whisper.

Roses have thorns, ' we whine. When thorns of life entwine. Simple things can bring solace to heart-Things everyone take for granted-Like tending beds of fragile roses-with heart full of scars

Flowers wither knowing that you exist.

And it hit me like a ton of bricks - that people will put you on a pedestalto only later pull it from under you. Stability.

And I wonder what the sound of a heart breaking might be. And I think it might be quiet, unperceptively so, and not dramatic at all. Like the sound of an exhausted swallow falling gently to earth.

There's a certain charm to fragile hearts?