Quotes About Fragility

He had about the same life expectancy as a three legged hedgehog on a six lane motorway.

Realizing that life is precious the natural tendency is to trample on it, like laughing at a funeral.

Man's life is but a jest, A dream, a shadow, bubble, air, a vapor at the best.

Throughout this life, you can never be certain of living long enough to take another breath.

I broke something and realized I should break something once a week to remind me how fragile life is.

Yes, you can lose somebody overnight, yes, your whole life can be turned upside down. Life is short. It can come and go like a feather in the wind.

I'm afraid they have been eat up by the elements.' Just like all of us.

Just like all of us. The Nest Houses have reached their life expectancy. I think of the mud nest we made for the cardinal, all those years ago, and wonder if it's still there. I imagine his little bones in his little grave, and it is the saddest thought in the world.

We broke so easily. Like it was nothing. Like we were nothing. Does that mean it was never meant to be in the first place? That we were an accident of fate? If we were meant to be, how could we both walk away like that?

Just when we thought everything was going to be okay, we all fell apart.

It's scary how easy promises were broken.

Hans axlar skakade. Han grät. Det kändes som om hjärtat skulle brista i mig när jag hörde honom vädja så där, när jag såg honom så blottad och sårbar.

We broke so easily. Like it was nothing. Like we were nothing. Does that mean it was never meant to be in the first place? That we were an accident of fate? If we were meant to be, how could we both walk away just like that?

Things feel like they'll be forever, but they aren't. Love can go away, or people can, without even meaning to. Nothing is guaranteed." Gulp.

For my birthday that August, Conrad gave me a glass unicorn. Not the small one, but the big one that cost twenty dollars. Its horn broke off during one of Jeremiah and Steven's wrestling matches, but I kept it. I kept it right on top of my bureau. How could I have thrown such a gift away?

two of you were too busy stuffing your faces with pizza and he didn't want to interrupt. But I don't dare. I can't afford to burn any bridges with those two. Once they decide to freeze you out, you're done for. I've seen it happen. I'm hanging off the side of a precipice as it is, and the only thing keeping me there is Elaine. I look at her, and she shakes her head slightly.

This moment between us, fragile and tenuous, snapped in half.

The pieces of glass from a wedding were meant to be saved. If the husband died first, the wife prepared his body for burial by weighting his eyelids with the shards. If the wife died first, it was the husband's job to do this. I wish

But my agent has a theory. She says every marriage is jerry-rigged. Even the ones that look reasonable from the outside are held together inside with chewing gum and wire and string.

What can it be, do you think? A hidden nerve that's given way? Or something we have failed in or sinned against in ourselves, perhaps—who knows? A soul is such a fragile thing, and no one knows how far the soul extends in a human being. We ought to be good to ourselves—

I hate snails. I don't trust them. Pulling their house on their back. Walking around, "Nothing can harm me, I've got my house on my back." Crunch. "Where did that foot come from? Bastard broke my house. I don't have insurance for that."

When the borderline is alone, continuity and connectedness cease. Like sand falling through her fingers, her confidence - even her sense of reality - slip away.

We juggle priceless eggs in variable gravity. I am afraid. I will taste fear until I die.

He's like a flower doing its best on an asteroid, naked to so many cosmic terrors.