Quotes About Vulnerability

You don't love perfectly without first loving imperfectly.

The only people who can really drain your power effectively are people you are very close to, you are open to, you love, or people you are afraid of, you fear.

Love is for real men.

Lover, " she whispers, and closes her eyes.It falls upon her.Love is like dying.

Feelings are invulnerable to rational thought.

But why all these questions?Because I'm in love and I'm afraid of suffering.Don't be afraid, the only way to avoid that suffering would be to refuse to love.

Do you think I'm pretty?I think you're beautifulBeautiful?You are so beautiful, it hurts sometimes.

And in the end, we were all just humans.. drunk on the idea that love, only love, could heal our brokenness.

With you, intimacy colours my voice.even 'hello' sounds like 'come here'.

Love is like breathing. You take it in and let it out.

Hate is... It's too easy. Love. Love takes courage.

Love takes off the masks we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.

It was rather beautiful: the way he put her insecurities to sleep. The way he dove into her eyes and starved all the fears and tasted all the dreams she kept coiled beneath her bones.

I feel like I've been split open and stuffed with sunshine.

I would never let anyone else borrow my heart if I know there's a chance in hell you might want it back.

I love you, I thought. But I didn't say it. It was not that I feared she would laugh in my face. She was far too kind for that. My fear was a greater one— that she won't say it back.

Falling in love should be the easiest thing in the world, but it's not.

You think I'm prettyWithout any make-up onYou think I'm funnyWhen I tell the puch line wrongI know you get meSo I'll let my walls come down, down

When you really love someone, you see all their mess and their brokenness and you love them anyway. In fact, seeing all of that sort of makes you love them more.

That this girl would know exactly how to shatter me.

She wanted to lose herself in him. To tie his arms around her like a tourniquet.If she showed him how much she needed him, he'd run away.

...he had a way of taking your hand which made it clear he'd have to be the one to let go."From Alice Hoffman's "Local Girls", pg.102.

she lived with hurricane eyes and fell in love with the way the waves collapsed against her cheeks.

Finding love on your doorstep will make you open up your heart to the world.