Quotes About Vulnerability

True human goodness, in all its purity and freedom, can come to the fore only when its recipient has no power.

She blushed. It is a beautiful thing when a woman blushes; at that instant her body no longer belongs to her; she doesn't control it; she is at its mercy; oh, can there be anything more beautiful than the sight of a woman violated by her own body!

what's the matter? he asked nothing what do you want me to do for you? i want you to be old. ten years older. twenty years older what she meant was: i want you to be weak. as weak as i am.

In her presence I could dare everything: sincerity, emotion, pathos.

Joking is a barrier between man and the world. Joking is the enemy of love and poetry.

So she stood naked in front of the young man and at this moment stopped playing the game.

Tenderness is the attempt to create a tiny artificial space in which it is mutually agreed that each will treat the other like a child.

Then there is the third category, the category of people who need to be constantly before the eyes of the person they love. Their situation is a dangerous as the situation in the first category. One day the eyes of their beloved will close, and the room will go dark.

He who gives himself up like a prisoner of war must give up his weapons as well. And deprived in advance of defense against a possible blow, he cannot help wondering when the blow will fall.

Mankind's true moral test, its fundamental test (which lies deeply buried from view), consists of its attitude towards those who are at its mercy: animals. And in this respect mankind has suffered a fundamental debacle, a debacle so fundamental that all others stem from it.

I'd never recited poetry to anyone before; I've never done it since. I have a highly sensitive, built-in fuse mechanism that keeps me from opening up too far, from revealing my feelings, and reciting poetry makes me feel as though I'm talking about my feelings and standing on one leg at the same time.

But deep down she said to herself, Franz may be strong, but his strength is directed outward; when it comes to the people he lives with, the people he loves, he's weak. Franz's weakness is called goodness.

How defenseless we are in the face of flattery!

He who gives himself up like a prisoner of war must give up his weapons as well. And deprived in advance of defense against a possible blow, he cannot help wondering when the blow will fall. That is why I can say that for Franz, love meant the constant expectation of a blow.

mother] belonged to a realm of other creatures: smaller, lighter, more easily blown away.

AÅŸk? ölçmek, s?namak, denemek ve kurtarmak için aÅŸka yönelttiÄŸimiz bütün bu sorular belki de her ÅŸeyin yan?s?ra aÅŸk? k?saltmaya da yar?yor. Belki de sevemememizin nedeni çok sevmek istememiz, yani kar??m?zdaki kiÅŸiden hiçbir istekte bulunmaks?z?n, ondan onunla birlikte olmaktan baÅŸka bir ÅŸey istemeksizin kendimizi ona verecek yerde ondan bir ÅŸey (aÅŸk) talep etmemizdir.

The only explanation I can suggest is that for Franz, love was not an extension of public life but its antithesis. It meant a longing to put himself in the mercy of his partner. He who gives himself up his weapons as well. And deprived in advance of defense against a possible blow, he cannot help wondering when the blow will fall. That is why I can say that for Franz, love meant the constant expectation of a blow.

She surrendered her body to the judgment of someone else's eyes- and that was a source of anxious uncertainty.

The basis of shame is not some mistake of ours, but that this humiliation is seen by everyone.

Un valor vulnerado y una ilusión desenmascarada suelen tener el cuerpo igual de mortificado, se parecen, y no hay nada más fácil que confundirlos.

How defenceless we are in the face of flattery!

When we ignore the body, we are more easily victimized by it.

La verdadera prueba de la moralidad de la humanidad, la más honda (situada a tal profundidad que escapa a nuestra percepción), radica en su relación con aquellos que están a su merced: los animales

Her weakness was aggressive and kept forcing him to capitulate until eventually he lost his strength and was transformed into the rabbit in her arms .