Quotes About Vulnerability

Nothing can unman you like an un-man.

And there in her bewilderment he recognized his grave mistake. He had surrendered himself to Claire, just as Krista had to him. When you give someone the power to save you, you give them the power to destroy you as well.

People who talk about their dreams are actually trying to tell you things about themselves they'd never admit in normal conversation.

They are in danger, but they are there.

Why is it you feel like a dope if you laugh alone, but that's usually how you end up crying?

The only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open.

This is why I loved the support groups so much. If people thought you were dying, they gave you their full attention. If this might be the last time they saw you, they really saw you… People listened instead of just waiting for their turn to speak. And when they spoke, they weren't telling you a story. When the two of you talked, you were building something, and afterward you were both different than before.

Truth is life. But before you choose to speak it get prepared to lose your life.

Me pasé varias horas llorando mirándome al espejo, viendo como me caían las lágrimas. Quien diga que nunca lo hizo, miente. Es reconfortable saber que hay testigos de nuestra tristeza, aunque no sea más que nuestro reflejo.

No sé describir bien lo que se siente ser correspondida, es una especie de tranquilidad condimentada con mucho miedo, porque parece que algo tan perfecto está todo el tiempo a punto de explotar.

si te estás aprovechando de una persona que está en inferioridad de condiciones, estás abusando.

Falling in love was like falling off a cliff. It felt pretty much like flying until you hit the ground.

She had never felt more alive than when she lay dying in Han Alister's arms.

Tears stung her eyes. She sank her knees next to the sleeping bench and gently raked strands of golden hair from him forehead. "Don't you die. don't you dare. I forbid it." As if Han Alister had ever listened to anything she said.

Did the destruction of one dream leave a vacuum that required filling with another? Is a broken heart more vulnerable?

What could she tell him? I notice everything about him, from his flawed nose to his battle scars to his eyes as blue as an upland lake at midsummer. Sometimes I see the boy he would have been had it not been for his life at Ragmarket. He wears his pain on his face in unguarded moments; at other times, I can see just how dangerous he is. No, she couldn't say any of that.

Love is the root of so much suffering and misery, so much loss. It's the worst thing in the world, to risk yourself by loving someone. At the same time, it's the best thing in the world—and worth the risk.

She's tough for a blueblood, he'd thought, a lifetime ago. Maybe tough enough to be with him. He hadn't considered that he might not be tough enough to be with her.

Strong men do choose strong women, he thought. It's only the weak that are threatened by them.

Believe me, there is no one more dangerous than one whose hopes have turned to despair.

I thought I could play at love...But I've found out I'm not made that way...I can't play this game if my heart's not in it.

As if he'd guessed her thoughts, Micah said, "I've risked everything for you." His eyes spoke more than he said aloud.

Love makes you vulnerable, Raisa thought. And yet she'd always hoped for it

We don't protect them because they're weak. We protect them because they are strong, and strong people make enemies.