Quotes About Vulnerability
but that was too harsh a phrase — could depend so
~ Virginia Woolf
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How terrible old age was, she thought; shearing off all one's faculties, one by one, but leaving something alive in the centre.
~ Virginia Woolf
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Bu an için, sadece bu an için, beraberiz. Seni bana bast?r?yorum. Gel, ac?, beslen benden. Sivri diÅŸlerini etime bat?r. Beni ikiye ay?r. AÄŸl?yorum, aÄŸl?yorum.
~ Virginia Woolf
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She had a perpetual sense, as she watched the taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even one day. Not
~ Virginia Woolf
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This susceptibility to impressions had been his undoing, no doubt. Still at his age he had, like a boy or a girl even, these alternations of mood; good days, bad days, for no reason whatever, happiness from a pretty face, downright misery at the sight if a frump.
~ Virginia Woolf
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quién va a exigir juicio crítico a un enfermo o sensatez al postrado en la cama?
~ Virginia Woolf
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All human beings were laid asleep—prone, horizontal, dumb.
~ Virginia Woolf
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feeling herself suddenly shrivelled, aged, breastless
~ Virginia Woolf
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Soy el tallo. Mis raíces descienden hasta las profundidades del mundo, a través de tierras secas, de roca, a través de húmedas tierras, de vetas de plomo y de plata. Soy todo fibra. Todos los temblores me estremecen, y el peso de la tierra oprime mis costillares. Aquì, mis ojos son hojas verdes que no ven.
~ Virginia Woolf
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It was a miserable machine, an inefficient machine, she thought, the human apparatus for painting or feeling; it always broke down at the critical moment.
~ Virginia Woolf
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Hide me, I cry, protect me, for I am the youngest, the most naked of you all. Jinny rides like a gull on the wave...but I...am broken into separate pieces; I am no longer one.
~ Virginia Woolf
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Her mind was like a wound exposed to dry in the air.
~ Virginia Woolf
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Sentia-se muito jovem; e, ao mesmo tempo, indizivelmente velha. Passava como uma navalha através de tudo; e ao mesmo tempo ficava de fora, olhando. Tinha a perpétua sensação, enquanto olhava os carros, de estar fora, longe e sozinha no meio do mar; sempre sentira que era muito, muito perigoso viver, por um só dia que fosse.
~ Virginia Woolf
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What ancient and obdurate oaks are uprooted in us by the act of sickness.
~ Virginia Woolf
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She felt very young; at the same time unspeakably aged. She sliced like a knife through everything; at the same time was outside, looking on. She had a perpetual sense, as she watched the taxi cabs, of being out, out, far out to sea and alone; she always had the feeling that it was very, very dangerous to live even one day. Not that she thought herself clever, or much out of the ordinary.
~ Virginia Woolf
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Affondava come una lama nelle cose; e al tempo stesso ne rimaneva fuori, osservava. Aveva l'impressione costante, anche ora guardando i taxi, di essere lontana, lontanissima, in mare aperto, e sola. Sempre aveva l'impressione che vivere, anche un solo giorno, fosse molto, molto pericoloso
~ Virginia Woolf
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As a plant on the river-bed feels the shock of a passing oar and shivers: so she rocked: so she shivered.
~ Virginia Woolf
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Sie fühlte sich sehr jung; gleichzeitig unaussprechlich betagt. Sie schnitt wie ein Messer durch alles; war gleichzeitig außerhalb und sah zu. Sie hatte eine nicht endende Empfindung, während sie die Droschken beobachtete, draußen zu sein, draußen, weit draußen auf See, und allein; sie hatte immer das Gefühl, es sei sehr, sehr gefährlich, auch nur einen Tag zu leben.
~ Virginia Woolf
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Don't touch me; I'll die if you touch me.
~ Vladimir Nabokov
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Because you took advantage of my disadvantage.
~ Vladimir Nabokov
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hot, opalescent, thick tears that poets and lovers shed)...
~ Vladimir Nabokov
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There is an old American saying 'He who lives in a glass house should not try to kill two birds with one stone.
~ Vladimir Nabokov
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The fire you rubbed left its brand on the most vulnerable, most vicious and tender point of my body. Now I have to pay for your rasping the red rash too strongly, too soon, as charred wood has to pay for burning. When I remain without your caresses, I lose all control of my nerves, nothing exists any more than the ecstasy of friction, the abiding effect of your sting, of your delicious poison.
~ Vladimir Nabokov
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We loved each other with a premature love, marked by a fierceness that so often destroys adult lives. I was a strong lad and survived; but the poison was in the wound, and the wound remained ever open
~ Vladimir Nabokov
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