Quotes About Fragility

Life is a toy made of glass; it appears to be of inestimable price, but in reality it is very cheap.

My life is light, waiting for the death wind, Like a feather on the back of my hand.

Americans have discovered the fragility of life, that ominous fragility that the rest of the world either already experienced or is experiencing now with terrible intensity.

The spider's touch, how exquisitely fine! Feels at each thread, and lives along the line.

Our life contains a thousand springs, And dies if one be gone. Strange! that a harp of thousand strings Should keep in tune so long.

Life is a very thin thread and it only takes a second to snap it

The worst thing that can be said of the most powerful is that they can take your life; but the same can be said of the most weak.

All good things in life are fragile and easily lost

I wish my life could be like that, knotted up so that even if something broke, the whole thing wouldn't come apart.

When you see how fragile and delicate life can be, all else fades into the background.

Oft, as in airy rings they skim the heath, The clamtrous lapwings feel the leaden death; Oft, as the mounting larks their notes prepare They fall, and leave their little lives in air.

On what slender threads do life and fortune hang.

We have to remember that no matter how much hardship we go through in our life, there is always going to be that fragile place in our heart.

But earthlier happy is the rose distill'd Than that which withering on the virgin thorn Grows, lives, and dies in single blessedness.

Life goes on with fragile normalcy.

Life is sometimes amazingly fragile, but some lives are frighteningly strong.

I've got over so much. Mum wouldn't want anything to come into my life that would make me fragile again

Glory cracked like a flea.

The city, for the first time in its long history, is destructible. A single flight of planes no bigger than a wedge of geese can quickly end this island fantasy, burn the towers, crumble the bridges, turn the underground passages into lethal chambers, cremate the millions. The intimation of mortality is part of New York now: in the sound of jets overhead, in the black headlines of the latest edition.

We are liars. We are beautiful and privileged. We are cracked and broken.

Sometimes things are fragile. That's why they're valuable.

We are liars. We are beautiful and privileged. We are cracked and broken." ? E. Lockhart, We Were Liars

It could have lived so much longer.

He was thinking of the irony of friendship—so strong it is, and so fragile. We fly together, like straws in an eddy, to part in the open stream.