Quotes About Vulnerability

Someone undressed me, took off my stinky vomitty dress and my underwear, and put a nightie on me while I was unconscious. Somehow, that realization is particularly hard to bear, the thought of my naked body flopping around, all my squishy bits on full display as someone--Catia? Kelly?--pulled off my bra and knickers. The humiliation just never stops.

You have to be nicer to me," I said. Again he laughed. "What? I'm the King of nice. What are you talking about?" "You have to be nicer to me or... or..." "Or what?" he said. Still Lars, still charming and jokey, but with a thread of fear. It snaked in and pierced my numbness and almost broke my resolve. Almost, but not quite. "Or I have ti break up with you." I whispered What was there more to say? Nothing. So I hung up.

My tears were hot and salty, and I imagine them melting my heart.

Sometimes the things we hide—aren't they the parts of us that matter most?

My tears were not hot and salty,and I imagined them melting my heart.They didn´t.They just made it mushy around the edges.

Sometimes the things we hide—aren't the parts of us that matter most.

I don't mean to be cold...But sometimes I need someone to shine a light on me, too.

So you know, i'm thinking that you can either keep yourself safe and not feel anything, or you can the risk of just loving him and letting him love you." she paused. "Is he worth the risk? And if not what is? What are you willing to take risk for, Wren?

Maybe being known by someone, really being known by someone, wasn't a party trick like ESP. Maybe it was about opening your heart to that person, consciously and on purpose.

Tears burned in my eyes as I got to my feet. My face scrunched up and a sound came out of my throat, but even then I didn't leave. I stood there, waiting for her to stop me, and only when she looked away did I realize she already had.

How can someone have the power to shatter you to dust--and also to make you feel so whole?

This is what happens when you try to help people. You get screwed.

Can you come here?' I say. I want to touch him before the pain is upon me, before the pain seals me into a selfish world where only I exist. He comes to me, holds my hands. "So this is it," he says. "In a couple of hours we'll be parents.

There is betrayal here, in what I do, but in betrayal I am finally camouflaged.

her. In a blink of those lashes, their tusks could reduce her limbs to bloody ribbons.

But, Danny decided, being scared was better than being numb.

The farther these potential invaders were kept from vulnerable English shores, the better.

As proof, the sole cable protecting them from disaster held until dawn, when the storm finally relented.

whose lives depended on the food acquired in the Canaries.

A psychic attack of any kind, always begins with the evil being or person looking for your Achilles' heel. This phrase refers to a weakness in spite of overall strength, which can lead to a downfall. Almost everyone, no matter how accomplished in life, has their Achilles' heel, some weakness, some fault, that can be exploited by a black magician.

Dive right into the Heart of Blame and leave your titles, your imagined "position" in the tekke, your sense of being "special," and other subtle ways that try to communicate to people that you are 'spiritual'.

Too often, people carry around so much pain in their hearts, that they surround their hearts with an impenetrable wall.

You might reflect on how a physician, in order to help an individual heal themselves, will sometimes cut into the individual's body and perform procedures which in any other context would be considered life-threatening.

He listened to a fire fighter tell of a woman he had found strapped into her seat, screaming. When he cut the seat belt, she fell apart. She was being held together by the seat belt. She died at his feet.