Quotes About Vulnerability

Later Rick was interviewed. 'You must have known it was dangerous—why did you do it?' he was asked. 'Well, you see, I happened to look into his eyes, and it was like looking into the eyes of a man,' he said. 'And the message was, "Won't anybody help me?" That same look in the eyes of the vulnerable and oppressed people that has appealed to human altruism led to so many heroic acts.

Alcohol made me beautiful in a way I never felt the rest of the time.

As far as I'm concerned you have to give every relationship your all because if you're going to get hurt, you're going to get hurt, but at least at the end of it you'll know you gave it your best shot.

The biggest mistake any of us can make is to keep secrets. They always come out in the end, and it is the unspoken that causes the most problems.

She had married him because she felt sage, because she'd had enough pain to last her a lifetime, and because although he had many faults, faults she was aware of before she married him, she knew he wouldn't hurt her. She knew because there was no passion, and the only time she had felt passion, it had come with a price.

I cannot believe that I am actually excited at the sight of him. It has been long since anyone has made me feel THIS...and even though I know I've avoided THIS for fear of getting hurt, there's something about him that makes me want to trust him.

I'm just scared that you've fallen for the way he's treating you rather than for the man himself.

She would use her beauty and her clothes as armor, rise above it and refuse to let anyone see how much she hurt.

Allowing ourselves to show our vulnerability is how we make human connections. If we're not showing other people our true selves, our weaknesses and flaws, how can we ever allow ourselves to be known?

Kažu da je bol najja?i kada te neko prvi put povredi i da svaki slede?i put boli manje i ja verujem da u tome ima zrno istine, ali tako?e kažu da svaki put kada ti neko slomi srce granice izdržljivosti postaju sve manje, dok na kraju ne postaneš tvrda i cini?na i nespremna da ikome išta daš.

We are part of each other's live in much the same way a lover is only slightly beneath closed lids in sleep.

there is no use explaining that you have to learn where your pain is. You have to burrow down and find the wound, and if the burden of it is too terrible to shoulder you have to shout it out; you have to shout for help. My trust, even down in that dark place I carry, is that some person will come running. And then finally the way through grief is grieving, rolling over so the tears can drip out of your ears and settling in for a long sleep.

There is nothing like lying down to bawl and choke, and then rolling over so the tears can drip out of your ears and settling in for a long sleep.

I thought about having sex with Jess Clark and I could feel my flesh turn electric at these thoughts, cold feel sensation gather at my nipples, could feel my vagina relax and open, could feel my lips and fingertips grow sensitive enough to know their own shapes.

And then he saw what he was, an old man, ready to die, pressed against the Greenland earth, as small as an ash berry on the face of a mountain, and he did the only thing that men can do when they know themselves, which was to weep and weep and weep.

hands behind his head. He took another deep breath. The whore

I dream about standing in the lunch line naked. It's always the lunch line in ninth grade. Nakedness dreams are very common. I suppose they are.

I had come to the very edge of a moment, the moment when it might have been possible to remove the cloak of fear that had protected me all those years. But after all was said and done, the flesh beneath was too white and weak to be exposed. Is there really any one among you who in the face of such grief would not panic at the approach of happiness?

It is a fearful thing to love what death can touch.

He [Ranger] peeled my [Stephanie] clothes off and wrangled me into bed. And then suddenly he was inside me. He once told me that time spent with him would ruin me for all other men. When he said it, I thought it was an outrageous threat. I no longer though it outrageous.

Why do you give me cars? It's fun, Ranger said.And it keeps you safe. Do you want to know why keeping you safe is important to me? You love me? Yes. A sigh inadvertently escaped. We're really screwed up, aren't we? In a very large way, Ranger said.

Next time I fall in love it's going to be with someone who isn't an expert in fibbing. You're in love with me? You didn't know that? I did, but it's nice to hear. Scares the hell out of me.

I wanted to tell you I....uh, like you. Shit. I chickened out! What was it with me that I couldn't say the big L word? I am such a dope. Morelli sighed into the phone. You are such a dope.

Wondering where Ranger was now, when I needed him. Why wasn't he here, insisting on locking me up in a safe house? Now that my hamster's cage was clean, I'd be happy to oblige.