Quotes About Vulnerability

and suddenly I love you beyond all measure is not just words but a heart, a soul bursting open, a stripping raw of all pretense. It is Sully, it is Gabriel, it is his tears on my face, his body in mine, our minds seamless. It is hopes and dreams and failures. It is apologies and a prayer for redemption. It is heaven and damnation. All that I am is yours pales beside it. It is everything. It is love.

I guess there must be some good foster parents, but I never saw any. All mine ever wanted was to collect their checks and treat me like I was a piece of shit unless my case worker was coming by for a visit. Then I got moved up from the mattress in the basement to one of their kids' rooms.

In Sarah's eyes I see trapped tears that have spun themselves so tightly that they can't fall onto her cheeks, but will fall instead back into the empty hollow place in her. I imagine a deep, dark well inside her that's filled with all the tears she never cries, and how cold and damp she must feel under her pinafore and inside her kind, pale body.

If they took Paris, what would become of us? It was ghastly to sit there in camp, helpless, imprisoned, unable to take any step against the disaster that was drawing nearer or even to get any definite information about it.

He didn't like to be seen needing it - as if hunger were a sign of weakness.

He was already intuiting that attachment - if only to a squirt gun - made him vulnerable.

I suppose that's a common conceit, that you've already been so damaged that damage itself, in its totality, makes you safe.

The energy it sapped from him, not being able to protect her. You wouldn't think that something you couldn't do and were not doing would take any energy, but it did.

I long ago gave up defending humanity. It's beyond me on most days to defend myself.

I seem to remember even from when I was very young that when you loved someone you also hated them for making you love them, since loving someone is so incredibly humiliating.

But the one thing he could not have imagined is that we were withholding nothing. That there was nothing on the other side of our silly rules; nothing.

I didn't put in my diaphragm' I mumbled when we were through. You stirred, 'Is it dangerous?' 'It's very dangerous,' I said. Indeed, just about any stranger could have turned up nine months later. We might as well have left the door unlocked.

Presenting emotions as facts-which they are-affords a fragile defense.

One of us could always get pancreatic cancer," you said pleasantly.

What strikes me as people in diners rail at each other at the counter when before they ate in silence is not how imperiled they feel, but how safe. Only a country that feels invulnerable can afford political turmoil as entertainment. But

I suppose that's a common conceit, that you've already been so damaged that damage itself, in its totality, makes you feel safe.

you've already been so damaged that damage itself, in its totality, makes you safe.

I suppose that's a common conceit, that you've already been so damaged that damage itself, in its totality, makes you safe.

Likewise the innards of my sole telephone socket are disgorged; my uncertain connection to the outside world dangles by two poorly soldered wires, and it often cuts off.

Only a country that feels invulnerable can afford political turmoil as entertainment. But having come so close

Your honeybunch may not be able to make you feel all warm and gooey inside anymore," Deacon said. "But the ability to fuck you up, well--it's the last magic power to go.

the only good things about getting old was mutual permission to be imperfect.

Only a country that feels invulnerable can afford political turmoil as entertainment.

Where misunderstanding serves others as an advantage, one is helpless to make oneself understood