Quotes About Vulnerability

To make real friends you have to put yourself out there. Sometimes people will let you down, but you can't let that stop you. If you get hurt, just pick yourself up, dust off your feelings, and try again.

Can you let yourself jump without a net? Because that's what love is, what faith is. You're looking for a guarantee, and those come with auto parts. Not love.

and it reminds me how fragile we all are, how easily we can wound one another, especially when love is involved.

When you're a mom, you learn about fear. You're always afraid. Always. About everything from cupboard doors to kidnappers to weather. There is nothing that can't hurt our kids, I swear...the irony is they need us to be strong

Don't take peace for granted, he'd said to her often. It can shatter like glass.

You shine a light on hard times. This is what your pictures do. You do not let people look away from that which hurts.

world could tumble, change radically in two days, with just one less person living in it.

Do you ever get tired of being strong?" "Oh, honey, of course.

I know a thing or two about jealousy, how it can cut you to the bone and bring out the worst in you.

He hadn't realized how time could unspool the years of your life until for a second you were fourteen again, crying from a place so deep it seemed to predate you, desperate to be whole again.

I am afraid t put it into words, this fragile impossible hope of mine, and more afraid not to.

Leni hadn't understood then. Now she did. She saw how love could be dangerous and beyond control. Ravenous. Leni had it in her to love the way her mother did. She knew that now.

Love could be more fragile than a sparrow's bone.

suddenly how hope could break you, how it was a shiny lure for the unwary. What happened to you if you hoped too hard for the best and got the worst? Was it better not to hope at all, to prepare? Wasn't that what her father's lesson always was? Prepare for the worst.

It wouldn't hurt you to be afraid, you know.

to herself and wiping tears from her eyes, which turned

Don't take peace for granted, he'd said to her often. It can shatter like glass.

There was no police station, no telephone service, no one to hear you scream.

Lexi had learned the truth about love then, how close it could be to hate, and how it could empty you out.

It doesn't do any good to hide out in life, Mia. That's how you used to handle things. You're stronger now.

Bullies were bullies; their defining characteristic was the need to exert power over the powerless. Who was more powerless than a child?

She knew how fragile it all was: her family, her parents. One thing every child of a POW knew was how easily people could be broken.

Tonight, later, she would write about her constant fear, how it strangled her all the time and the constant effort it took not to show it to her children.

I've been afraid since the moment they laid her in my arms. Every time she goes to school or to a friend's house or out on a date, I'm afraid. I'm afraid of what the world will do to my beautiful baby girl, afraid of what I will do to her. It never goes away, ever. You just live with it and love her and be there for her.