Quotes About Vulnerability

It was a lie. A betrayal so deep, it cracked something vital inside me and now I was full of rage.

Sex is about physical attraction, yes, but it's also about trust. I don't trust you. You're completely self-absorbed and egoistic. You offer nothing I want.

I sat onto the sofa and almost sank into it. I'd need help getting up. Curran sprawled next to me. "This is nice," he said. "Mm-hm." "We should get one for the living room." "We'd get blood on it.

Clothes don't have magic powers. They don't mystically protect you from three-inch claws, rapists, or murderers. If someone decides to hurt you, they will do so whether or not you have a thin layer of denim over your skin.

There is something splendid about innocence; but what is bad about it, in turn, is that it cannot protect itself very well and is easily seduced.

Innocence is a splendid thing, only it has the misfortune not to keep very well and to be easily misled.

Innocence is indeed a glorious thing, only, on the other hand, it is very sad that it cannot well maintain itself, and is easily seduced.

I kept thinking while I was pushing, I'm going to get huge. I'm going to get huge!" she said.

When you love someone as much as that, you don't believe they can die. You think your love protects them. Even if he doesn't come back, even if he gets lost in the snow or is hit by a stray bullet, she'll wait for him.

The instincts of a former age were still at work in Gabriel Corte: when someone hurt him, rather than defend himself, his first reaction was to complain.

Gy?lölte a háborút. Nem egyszer?en az életét vagy a jólétét fenyegette, hanem sokkal többet – a regények világát rombolta le minden pillanatban, az egyetlent, amelyben boldognak érezte magát. Mint egy diszharmonikus, félelmetes harsona, amire összeomlanak az önmaga és a külsÅ' világ közé oly sok fáradtsággal emelt, törékeny kristályfalak.

Some people feel more deeply than others. And I don't consider that a liability. In fact, those people tend to be even stronger. They have to be in order to survive.

The pictures up on that wall in Cupertino illustrated that not just one person but hundreds of thousands could have their lives extinguished, die at the whim of others, and the next day their deaths would be meaningless. But even more telling was that those who had brought about these deaths (the most terror-filled, even if inevitable, tragedy of the human experience) could also degrade the victims and force them to expire in maximum pain and humiliation.

Toby had received, though not yet digested, one of the earliest lessons of adult life: that one is never secure. At any moment one can be removed from a state of guileless serenity and plunged into its opposite, without any intermediate condition, so high about us do the waters rise of our own and other people's imperfection.

A love without reservation ought to be a life force compelling the world into order and beauty. But that love can be so strong and yet so entirely powerless is what breaks the heart.

Don't tease me. Everything wounds me now except perfect kindness.

She was not just a wild creature, she was a wounded creature.

How easily one is hurt. Or is it only I who am so stupidly vulnerable.

She tasted for the first time honey-sweet and dangerous happiness: dangerous because, as she before long began to learn, precarious.

We are all potentially demons to each other, but some close relationships are saved from this fate.

Maybe there are times when one should welcome defeat, tell it to come right in and sit down.

Their hands touched, their knees touched. They were both trembling.

He was not notably vertebrate and could hardly look after himself, so how could he look after Crystal?

I know girls aren't supposed to tell, but I've got to tell—just in case you should fail to love me because you never knew how much I loved you. I want not to have to say later—I wish I'd told him.