Quotes About Fragility

We don't like flowers that donot wilt; they must die, and nineshe-camel hairs aid memory.

Of the crow-blue mussel shells, one keepsadjusting the ash heaps;opening and shutting itself likeaninjured fan.

to glide gently into facile hands that would deform him.

A family is a cracked mirror that nevertheless reflects us accurately.

Relationships never break cleanly. Like a valuable vase, they are smashed and then glued back together, smashed and glued, smashed and glued until the pieces just don't fit together anymore.

i am so crammedfull of fearsthat if you were to touch me i might eitherfly or break.

Probably one of the most private things in the world is an egg until it is broken.

As an artist you have to fight and survive the wilderness to keep your creative freedom. Creativity is very fragile.

Friendship is a vase, which, when it is flawed by heat, or violence, or accident, may as well be broken at once; it can never be trusted after.

Guys kick friendship all over just like a soccer, nonetheless it does not appear to crack. Girls deal with it like glass and it goes to items.

I've never worked out what the moral of Humpty Dumpty is. I can only think of: Don't sit on a wall, if you're an egg.

I am strong, independent and live on my own. But deep inside, I am just a little girl who want someone's shoulder to cry on.

Never trust a computer you can't throw out a window.

Men should be like Kleenex...soft, strong, disposable.

Yes, there was something special about me, and I knew what it was. I was the kind of girl they found dead in a hall bedroom with an empty bottle of sleeping pills in her hand.

Scara la cer Un fir de paianjen Atârna de tavan. Exact deasupra patului meu. În fiecare zi observ Cum se lasa tot mai jos. Mi se trimite si Scara la cer - zic, Mi se arunca de sus. Desi am slabit îngrozitor de mult Sunt doar fantoma celui ce am fost Ma gândesc ca trupul meu Este totusi prea greu Pentru scara asta delicata. - Suflete, ia-o tu înainte. Pâs! Pâs!

If you're a woman, it's almost impossible to establish a relationship. You're too much for everybody. It's too much. The woman always has to play this role of being fragile and dependent. And if you're not, they'are fascinated by you, but only for a little while. And then they want to change you and crush you. And then they leave. So, lots of lonely hotel rooms, my dear.

If you're a woman, it's almost impossible to establish a relationship. You're too much for everybody. It's too much. The woman always has to play this role of being fragile and dependent. And if you're not, they're fascinated by you, but only for a little while. And then they want to change you and crush you. And then they leave.

nos conocemos tan precariamente que respiramos y eso nos asombra

la primavera es como un espejo pero el mío tiene una esquina rota / era inevitable no iba a conservarse enterito después de este quinquenio más bien nutrido / pero aun con una esquina rota el espejo sirve la primavera sirve

Love meant knowing you could be broken into pieces again, at any time.

I hate to wake up one morning and find out she was killed in a rockslide!

The glassblower knows: while in the heat of beginning, any shape is possible. Once hardened, the only way to change is to break.

A picture lives by companionship, expanding and quickening in the eyes of the sensitive observer. It dies by the same token. It is therefore risky to send it out into the world. How often it must be impaired by the eyes of the unfeeling and the cruelty of the impotent.