Quotes About Vulnerability

I'm nuts about him, i've told him everything there is to tell about me, and he spends every night balls deep in me and it's GREAT, and i love him, and I look down at him when we're fucking...and it's like looking in an empty house.

Men's greatest weakness is their facade of strength, and women's greatest strength is their facade of weakness.

It is in the interests of both sexes to hear the other sex's experience of powerlessness.

When a man is able to connect with his feelings, he is able to care more.

Let me say from conviction that tears are the outlet of the heart.

And I had loved her, I had at least once in my life been capable of that, able to escape my self long enough to love. Suddenly, the unacknowledged sorrows and blunders of my life surged up in me all at once. I thought I would be sick. I gasped, put my hand over my mouth until tears began collecting on my fingers. I took my hand away and looked at it as if I had just discovered I was bleeding.

Trust may take forever to build but can be destroyed in less then a heartbeat.

What you fight weakens you; what you cooperate with strengthens you.

you must be empty in order to become filled

when you suspend your pomposity and rigidity, others recognize themselves in your flexible nature, and they'll trust you.

Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature…

It was beyond embarrassing or humiliating or even mortifying. It was ego-slaying!

If you were in love with her, that would be one thing. Love is something to be afraid of, but this, this is embarrassing.

My heart stopped. It just stopped beating. And for the first time in my life, I had that feeling. You know, like the world is moving all around you, all beneath you, all inside you, and you're floating. Floating in midair. And the only thing keeping you from drifting away is the other person's eyes. They're connected to yours by some invisible physical force, and they hold you fast while the rest of the world swirls and twirls and fall completely away.

I hate t see you swim out so far you can't swim back.

Conquering the wild is nothing compared to fixing the cracks in your heart.

I'd way rather defend myself against a man with a stick than a social worker with good intentions.

De verdad tenía miedo de herir sus sentimientos? ¿O le tenía miedo a ella?

My heart stopped. It just stopped beating. And for the first time in my life, I had that feeling. You know, like the world is moving all around you, all beneath you, all inside you, and you're floating. Floating in midair. And the only thing keeping you from drifting away is the other person's eyes. They're connected to yours by some invisible physical force, and they hold you fast while the rest of the world swirls and twirls and falls completely away.

It is to be broken. It is to be torn open. It is not to be reached and come to rest in ever. I turn against you, I break from you, I turn to you. We hurt, and are hurt, and have each other for healing. It is healing. It is never whole.

A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn it can be stabbed to death by a joke or worried to death by a frown on the right person's brow.

From the recovery experience of hundreds of thousands of people, we know that there is an effective way out of this constricting and binding effect of shame: to tell the story of our suffering to safe and supportive others. (51)

A person cannot betray another person's True Self for long without causing serious damage to the relationship. In order to grow, the Child Within should feel trusted and be able to trust others.

However, the nurturing person must be able to nurture and the person in need must be able to let go, to surrender, in order to be nurtured. In my observations of patients, their families, and of other people, this reciprocity is unusual in human interaction. It is not the child's job to nurture their parent, and when this happens repeatedly, it is a subtle form of child abuse or neglect.