Quotes About Vulnerability

I'm the person who says every single thing she thinks, sometimes to others' amusement, and almost always to my detriment.

anger creates a sense of power and control in a situation where prior to anger these positive, motivating feelings did not exist. The feelings of control and righteousness that come from anger can motivate you to challenge and change difficult interpersonal and social injustices. [. . .] Anger can provide you with a rest from feelings of vulnerability, and a way of venting tensions and frustrations."189

There is no lock strong enough nor wall thick enough to keep Death out, he murmured, his lips close to my ear so that I could feel the puff of his breath against my skin. The ends of a couple of his braids had found their way under the collar of my flannel night-shirt and tickled the base of my neck. Are you speaking literally or metaphorically?

Ironically, this physically weak feeling signifies that I'm actually getting stronger. I know from my past that I will ultimately feel strong if I just sit with the feeling and experience it.

Smiles Form the Channel of a Future Tear

Where were all the women gamblers? It wasn't as if being a woman wasn't a huge risk all by itself. Twenty-eight percent of female homocide victims were killed by husbands or lovers. Which, come to think of it, was probably why there weren't any women gamblers. Living with men was enough of a gamble.

You know who you remind me of? The kid cop in Lethal Weapon 3. You know, the one who says, 'it's my twenty-first birthday today', and right away you know he's dead meat?

That woman needs protecting like Rambo needs a bodyguard.

Hello. I like you naked. Never wear clothes again.

Everything outside of here is vulnerable, but this tower, this room, is where we can make a stand if we have to. This is our Alamo. Everybody died at the Alamo. What's the midway, the Little Big Horn? Ethan looked at her, exasperated. She shrugged. I'm just saying that ifyou want to rally the troops, avoid the A word.

Does it ever occur to you not to sleep with women? No, Riley said.

The thing about love is, you don't get to choose," Suze said. "You just wake up one day and there it is, sitting at the foot of the bed, going 'nyah, nyah, gotcha,' and there's not a damn thing you can do about it.

I don't want to be alone anymore, but I don't want to go out and cold-bloodedly look for a man, either. - Kate Svenson

Nobody in my life has ever known me the way you do. Nobody in my life has ever made me feel as good as you do. You know me, you know everything about me, and when you leave me, you're going to be leaving the real me, the me nobody else has ever seen, that's who you're going to be rejecting.

Where were all the women gamblers? It wasn't as if being a woman wasn't a huge risk all by itself. Twenty-eight percent of female homicide victims were killed by husbands or lovers. Which, come to think of it, was probably why there weren't any women gamblers. Living with men was enough of a gamble.

Falling in love is like skydiving with a malfunctioning parachute. Sooner or later you come down and hit the ground.

and then, it's just me alone in bed with a man who can sleep with his back to me while I cry silent tears tha make the pillow wet around my head.

I've been the way he's being now, acting tough about things that really hurt me, and I can see right through to the truth.

isn't that what happens in us in our lives? Don't we all reach out in our nights and our days, full of some mysterious agenda, and hope another person can somehow read our minds and give us our heart's desire? I wonder why we are like this. What happens to us along the way that makes us so afraid to ask for what we really want? And what do we become when we lose that ability?

Whenever it feels uncomfortable to tell the truth, that's often the most important time to tell it.

He swore his love to me again and again until he finally realized that I cannot love anything right now. Falling in love is like holding a white flag out to your enemies and saying, "we give up, we're in love." Love is surrender.

I will not let anyone hurt me, like in the dream. I'll hurt myself first. I know the places that are the most delicate. I'll do the hurting from now on, as long as all of this stops!!!!

She thought of what it would be like to grow up without the one certainty that every baby deseved - when I'm hurt or cold or scared, someone will come and care for me - and how that absence could warp you so that you'd lash out at the people you loved, driving them away when all you wanted to do was pull them closer.

I could have told him that nothing was safe and that no matter how careful you were and how hard you tried, there were still accidents, hidden traps, and snares. You could get killed on an airplane or crossing the street. Your marriage could fall apart when you weren't looking; your husband could lose his job; our baby could get sick or die.