Quotes About Vulnerability

The wounded will wound.

They'd needed each other, and though thereafter they rarely spoke of that night – the only one they had shared – she had once commented, in a private moment, that she'd drunk so much to find the courage to invite him to lie with her.

A child starved never grows tall or strong. A child unloved can never find love or give it when grown. A child that does not laugh will become someone who can find nothing in the world to laugh at. And a child hurt deeply enough will spend a lifetime trying to scab that wound – even as they ceaselessly pick at it.

For a long time, Lostara had concluded that the woman in command of the Bonehunters was simply incapable of revealing her vulnerable side.

He understands that there are wounds in the soul that must not be touched; but there are others that warm to the caress.

You weren't punished for not doing what you were told. (...) They hurt you because they could, because there was no-one there who was capable of stopping them.

We are all lone souls. It pays to know humility, lest the delusion of control, of mastery, overwhelms.

You have barred the doors caged the windows every portal sealed to the outside world, and now you find what you feared most - there are killers and they are in the House.

He felt something crumbling inside him. A fortress in the desert of my heart, I should have known it would be a fortress of sand.

Everything breaks." "Aye, lad. Everything breaks." "You could do it." "Do what?" "Break that sword." "No. I can't." "Everything breaks!" "Including people, lad.

We are rocked in the tumult, and the awareness of one's own ignorance is a smothering cloak that proves poor armour.

The easiest thing to break is a man's heart ...

Karsa spoke in a low voice, 'Tovald Nom, listen well. A warrior who followed me, Delum Thord, was struck on the head. His skull cracked and leaked thought-blood. His mind could not walk back up the path. He was left helpless, harmless. I, too, have been struck on the head. My skull is cracked and I have leaked thought-blood ???????????' Actually it was drool.

And, hovering inches from her throat, was the tip of the warrior's flint sword.

to hide weakness behind bluster was to hide nothing at all.

Sensitivity is a pervasive kind of vulnerability, after all. Makes you easy to hurt, makes the scars you carry liable to open and weep at the slightest prod.

The only problem is that you're still operating on a survival level. It's been hard to relax your need to be in control, to trust that you can protect and take care of yourself, or to let other people close to you, to be vulnerable with others. To do so would seem threatening at a very deep level. So you remain isolated, doing your best to "handle" your life. You stay alive, but you don't thrive.

always targets the innocent.

all human beings have the right to protection from undue influence, a concept the law has recognized for at least five centuries.

Inspiring fear of real or imagined threats override's people's sense of agency. It makes them susceptible to a confident authority figure who promises to keep them safe, and can make them more compliant and obedient.

Nobody in school is stronger than me. But when Sally Holmes kissed me, I never felt so weak in all my life.

We want the benefits of intimacy without the risks of transparency. So our lives are always made up of games of hide-and-seek. We want to be found and yet we want to hide from the consequences of being found. Intimacy is the license that you give to someone else to hurt you the most.

Relationships fall apart when the guy turns into a wimp or the girl has no more secrets.

worry of being heard.