Quotes About Vulnerability

There's a certain class of people who will do you in and then remain completely mystified by the depth of your pain.

A woman should never, never, never be financially dependent to anyone, especially a man, because the minute you were dependent, you could be abused.

Sometimes being fooled by love is worth the price. At least you know you're alive and capable of feeling, even if all you end up with is chest pain.

Wanting her physically was easy. It was the emotional part that gave him the shakes. He no longer found comfort in the false intimacy of casual one-night stands. They left him feeling hollow. You could talk yourself into just about anything, but emotionally you were never fooled. Mornings after were haunted by an emotional hangover for which there was no quick hair-of-the-dog chaser.

In insecure relationships, we disguise our vulnerabilities so our partner never really sees us.

The most functional way to regulate difficult emotions in love relationships is to share them.

Curiosity comes out of a sense of safety; rigidity out of being vigilant to threats.

Emotional dependency is not immature or pathological; it is our greatest strength.

Love doesn't just sit there, like a stone, it has to be made, like bread; remade all the time, made new. —Ursula K. Le Guin

We are never so vulnerable as when we love." — Sigmund Freud

Flora) "No, Jess- it'll take hours. Just go and see Mr. Powell and fess up. It's the only way. Crawl and grovel and offer to do all sorts of remedial thingies. That's what I do with my dad. And do it with captivating feminine charm. That always works on Dad. I stroke his hair. It never fails." "I can't stroke Mr. Powell's hair, for God's sake!" A horrible hallucination flashed through Jess's mind.

It seems we need someone to know us as we are - with all we have done - and forgive us. We need to tell. We need to be whole in someone's sight: Know this about me, and yet love me. Please.

It seems we need someone to know us as we are--with all we have done--and forgive us. We need to tell. We need to be whole in someone's sight: Know this about me, and yet love me. Please. ...for...others it seems there must be a person to redeem us to ourselves. It isn't enough, apparently, to know oneself. To forgive oneself in secret.

There's nothing like a song about lost love to remind you how everything precious can slip from the hinges where you've hung it so careful.

In a weird way I must have loved my little collection of hurts and wounds. They provided me with some real nice sympathy, with the feeling I was exceptional...What a special case I was.

An angry frontal attack puts even the most invulnerable person on the defensive.

We need to accept our anger, fear, or whatever undisclosed feelings we have, no matter how socially unacceptable they seem.

Considering the fact that we're all laced with flaws, idiosyncrasies, and vulnerabilities, wouldn't it be wise and kind to adopt an attitude of gentleness in relating to each other?

Remember, feelings are neither right nor wrong—they just are. When you can accept your feelings, you'll be able to risk being outwardly honest. If you criticize and judge yourself for your feelings, you'll close down, hide, and relate less honestly to both yourself and others.

I want a world that is trustworthy. I want to lay the best version of my faults at your feet as you do the same for me.

It was three o'clock in the morning. A time when frail people die.

a woman will tell you every home she has ever inhabited has been broken into starting with her body

The man who comes to fix the cable approaches her when she is alone in the house. 'Is there anything to eat?' he asks. 'There are some chapatis,' she replies. 'Can I get something to eat?' he repeats.

Love exposes you, makes you vulnerable and kills the personas you built on top of your true self.