Quotes About Vulnerability

The fact is that we're all lonely, of course. Everyone knows this, it's almost a cliché. So yet another layer of my essential fraudulence is that I pretended to myself that my loneliness was special, that it was uniquely my fault because I was somehow especially fraudulent and hollow.

Die Integrität meines Schlafs ist für alle Zeit kompromittiert, Sir.

extremely sensitive: carsick, airsick, heightsick; my sister likes to say I'm lifesick)

Fear is the key to human nature.

La gente è sempre in ansia. Puoi tenere in pugno chi vuoi, se scopri di cosa ha paura.

It is those who injure women who get the most kindness from them.

When men of a certain sort, ladies, are in love, though they see the hook and the string, and the whole apparatus with which they are to be taken, they gorge the bait nevertheless—they must come to it—they must swallow it—and are presently struck and landed gasping.

He trembled with his head hung low.

Telle est la position de l'art de nos jours. Il est sans défense et fragilisé au milieu de l'océan de la brutalité utilitaire.

Cuando sostenemos el cuerpo de un amigo que cuelga sobre el abismo y que amenaza con arrastrarnos con su caída, ¿es accidente o es traición el momento en que flaquea nuestra fuerza?

One second after an EMP attack, it will be too late to ask two simple questions: what should we have done to prevent the attack and why didn't we do it?

One second after an EMP attack, it will be too late to ask two simple questions: what should we have done to prevent the attack and why didn't we do it?

The enemy will never attack you where you are strongest. … He will attack where you are weakest. If you do not know your weakest point, be certain, your enemy will

Women may fall when there's no strength in men. Act II

As flies to wanton boys are we to the gods. They kill us for their sport.

But I will wear my heart upon my sleeve For daws to peck at: I am not what I am.

We all are men, in our own natures frail, and capable of our flesh; few are angels.

I have unclasp'd to thee the book even of my secret soul.

Come, lady, come; you have lost the heart of Signior Benedick. BEATRICE Indeed, my lord, he lent it me awhile; and I gave him use for it, a double heart for his single one: marry, once before he won it of me with false dice, therefore your grace may well say I have lost it. DON PEDRO You have put him down, lady, you have put him down. BEATRICE So I would not he should do me, my lord, lest I should prove the mother of fools.

Alas, the frailty is to blame, not we For such as we are made of, such we be

I have no way and therefore want no eyes I stumbled when I saw. Full oft 'tis seen our means secure us, and our mere defects prove our commodities.

How Low am I, thou painted Maypole? Speak: How Low am I? I am not yet so Low But that my Nails can reach unto thine Eyes

Frailty, thy name is woman!

Death lies on her like an untimely frost Upon the sweetest flower of all the field.