Quotes About Vulnerability

First you inspect me Then you dissect me Then you reject me I wait for the day That you'll resurrect me

Firefly, it is an act of bravery to feel your feelings. Oh, Meg would've loved that. It's an act of bravery to feel your feelings, even if your feelings are telling you to die.

so let's hear another one of your irrational fears" "I'm scared of losing you" "I said 'irrational' fears. Because that's not gonna happen

I repeat the words that I wish someone would say to me, and then suddenly we are kissing. I taste his grief and his need and his tears and my tears.

They don't know about the mornings when anger is the one thing—the only thing—to get you through the day. If they take that from me, I'm wide open: raw and gaping, and then I don't stand a fucking chance.

Find a woman who makes you feel more alive. She won't make life perfect but she'll make it infinitely more interesting. And then love her with all that's in you.

I'll go," he said. "And that's safer because?" "I'm a guy." "Right, and having a pair of dingle balls makes you invincible how?

How does fear become so powerful? We can't see it. We can't touch it, yet it gets its claws in us and begins to control us. Sigh. I hate feeling afraid, and I hate, hate, HATE feeling out of control.

By the way, only a real man can accept his feminine side." "I don't know who fed you that line of garbage, but I can promise she's laughing at you right now.

We were just sitting on the bed, together, and you were just drinking from me, your mouth on my skin, and you didn't have any panties on? " "You mean you didn't look?

He had no one but himself to blame, for he'd opened himself up to it. Just a fraction at first, like a crack in a window. But the funny thing was, once you welcomed in a breeze, there was no stopping what came next. A wind, a storm, thunder and lightning, until you could no longer reach the window to close it—and didn't really want to anyway. That's what this new darkness was. Evil in its purest form... -Paris

I hated that anyone in the world could read those things and pity me.

You know I think you hung the moon, right?" "Right. Just like I know you held the ladder and looked up my skirt.

Galen cupped her cheek with his uninjured hand, his thumb caressing the rise of satin-covered bone. She trembled, but didn't pull away.

Justin took off in a run. Frosty and Bronx, too. It wasn't long before Frosty was carrying Kat, Bronx was carrying Reeve and Justin was carrying Jaclyn. I think every one of them was crying. I forced myself to stand, to inch forward, toward the slayers.

Lean against the edge, sweetheart. I'm falling off."--Brent Greene

See? This was how he'd gotten me to fall in love with him. At times like this he made me feel like the most treasured woman in the world. "So you don't remember doing this to me? Naked? In the shower? On the bed? On the floor?" With Matt Damon? Okay, how had the Sarah Silverman video gotten in my head, now of all times?

The strong are tasked with the protection of the weak, because the strong aren't always strong and the weak aren't always weak. Everyone stumbles. And one day, when you stumble - and you will - you'll need someone to help you stand. Will there be anyone eager to do so, or will there be a line of people hoping to kick you while you're down?

Ali Bell doesn't play hide-and-seek," Lucas said. "She plays hide-and-pray-I-don't-find-you.

the strong aren't always strong and the weak aren't always weak. Everyone stumbles.

But you have to admit I wasn't in my right mind. You had just ridden the intelligence right out of me.

Loving someone gives them permission to do things to you because they know you'll forgive them. -Shaye

You aren't afraid of needles. I see one, and I start crying like a baby." "I've never seen you cry." "It's on the inside.

I love you, Ali. Do you understand? I love you." Wait. What? "You love me?" "I've never said those words to another girl." He lifted his chin, squared his shoulders and braced his legs apart, as if preparing for a real battle. "You're stubborn, too curious for your own good and you've become a wild card, but yes, I love you." He. Loved. Me.