Quotes About Vulnerability

Perhaps you could just allow yourself to be rescued," Cardan says. "For once.

Having a heart is terrible, but you need one anyway.

No matter how careful I am, eventually I'll make another misstep. I am weak. I am fragile. I am mortal.

Mortals are fragile,' I say. 'Not you,' he says in a way that sounds a little like a lament. 'You never break.

I can't trust the people I care about not to hurt me. And I'm not sure I can trust myself not to hurt them, either.

You carried my heart in your hands tonight," he said. "But I have felt as if you carried it long before that.

A heart of stone can still be broken.

That boy is your weakness.

We all wind up drawn to what we're afraid of, drawn to try to find a way to make ourselves safe from a thing by crawling inside of it, by loving it, by becoming it.

Watching my back is the perfect opportunity to stick a knife in it.

Maybe it isn't the worst thing to want to be loved, even if you're not. Even if it hurts. Maybe being human isn't always being weak. Maybe it was the shame that was the problem.

I have heard that for mortals, the feeling of falling in love is very like the feeling of fear. Your heart beats fast. Your senses are heightened. You grow light-headed, maybe even dizzy.

whatever you love, that is your weakness

Crippled things are always more beautiful. It's the flaw that brings out beauty.

The more powerful you become, the more others will find ways to master you. They'll do it through those you love and those you hate. They will find the bit and the bridle that fits your mouth and will make you yield.

He continues looking at me in this strange way, as though he's never seen me before or as though he thought he might never see me again.

Guard your mortal heart.

I'm afraid my voice is going to break. I am afraid she is going to hear how much this hurts.

It's the flaw that brings out the beauty.

He stares at me as though I am a stranger, but I have never felt less like one. For the first time, we are both unmasked.

It's funny how you get under his skin." At first, I'm not sure I heard him right. I almost ask whom he's talking about, because I can't quite believe he's admitting that high and mighty Cardan is affected by anything. "Like a splinter?" I say. "Of iron. No one else bothers him quite the way that you do.

So I'm scared, because you're not just not human, you're not like anyone....there's nobody like you in all the world and it's you I want. I want you and I hate wanting things and I especially hate admitting I want them.

He presses his mouth to the pulse point of my wrist, racing in time with my heart. "Mock me all you like. Whatever I imagined then, now it is I who would beg and grovel for a kind word from your lips." His eyes are black with desire. "By you, I am forever undone.

She thought of something her mother had told her when she'd finally broken up with one of her most dysfunctional boyfriends. When a man tells you he's going to hurt you, believe it. They always warn you and they're always right.