Quotes About Vulnerability

She lay back against the trellis, her eyes turned up in her had, moaning softly. I took my time, but supped little. It was important she should find it pleasurable, this first time.

He seemed to me a fascinating mass of contradictions. His calm nature spoke to me of an inner strength, yet at times he was vulnerable and afraid. He learned to fight, and then I saw in him a mindless savagery that seemed at odds with his innate nobility. I love, he was passionate and demanding, while also possessing the capacity for an isolating coldness.

Daniel looked young and vulnerable, still wearing his school uniform, although he'd removed his tie and jacket.

The boy whimpered in pleasure as Paliadion's teeth sliced into his flesh.

How fragile she had appeared, so breakable, in her borrowed finery and painted child's face.

Lily, something is happening to me, to my mind. I feel weak and afraid. We are kin, you and Owen and I. You must not turn away from me.

Here, where the body of the mountains pressed so close, Delilah could hear the wicked flexing of rock, as if it cracked its bones in malevolent glee, marking time until it showered the helpless travelers with deadly blades.

If the Pelleth got hold of Shem, they might well eat him alive.

Louis experienced a tremor of unease. He was at this man's mercy now.

His honest feeling was that he wanted to lean against Varian's legs, like a dog needing the comfort of its master's hand. Rather than perform a series of social manoeuvers, he simply obeyed the instinct and sat down. The fact that he felt relaxed doing this surprised him greatly.

She would not give herself to this man completely. He had a lot more to prove to her before she'd do that.

That face had beguiled princes and kings. It was older now and had lost the soft prettiness of youth, but Tayven Hirantel was still beautiful, his eyes almond shaped and dark, his cheekbones high. He had the look of a cornered animal.

Seeing Q'orveh had somehow choked the urge for intimacy, with anyone, from my body.

To Aninka, he seemed all bones and ribs, his skin stretched tightly over his body. His slim naked feet looked fragile. Aninka swallowed, thought Shem's boy. And understood immediately the root of Taz's desire. Shemyaza had touched this creature; part of him lived in Daniel.

Love makes you weak and vulnerable. It's like a disease. I hate this feeling. It's making me something I'm not.

Their hearts were as brittle as crystal shards, yet just as sharp and hard. They broke easily into a thousand fragments, and each of those fragments was a new heart, keen enough to wound and tear.

He could do nothing but fall into Taziel's waiting arms, needing the reassuring, physical presence of another body.

What he saw in you made him afraid, for you were a dark mirror.

Taziel looked at Daniel, and reached for his hand. He seemed so young and vulnerable.

He had mocked her, shown her his power, and she, believing herself immune, had fallen beneath his spell.

Shem enfolded Daniel in his arms and rocked him like a child. He uttered a low, monotonous groan, as if in pain, then words spilled out of him like blood.

Tayven was so young and the strength that shone from him was more pathetic than total vulnerability, because he'd had to learn to breathe it, sleep it.

Ah, how young you are, how beautiful. I can't bear to think what will happen to you. I can't bear the thought of watching you wither.

How small, how fragile a human being was. No matter how powerful you might feel, whether magically or physically, ultimately others, in concert, could always stamp out your life.