Quotes About Vulnerability

Henry was staring at the sky. Palmer saw Henry for what he was: a captive, strong enough to warn him about last night, but too weak to do anything except follow Beans. He saw in Henry something of himself, and worse, what he could become.

The whole universe was eyes. It's like a million people are waiting hours just for me and I finally come out onto a balcony and everybody is staring up because I don't have any clothes on. My butt felt like the Hindenberg and there was this elephant trunk hanging down in front of me. I was afraid to look down at it.

Palmer stood there, hanging from her eyes.

As a boy I got the idea that death was an animal which lay curled inside waiting to swallow us.

As a vagrant, I was everybody's victim.

I did. Some truths feel like they'll kill you if you say them out loud.

That terrible awareness that life could twist on you in a blink wasn't something a person could forget.

Girls who land broken are easy prey.

Miranda, there is nothing I would rather do that fuck you. She flinched at his bluntness and Ethan's frown darkened. Don't recoil from that word. It is exactly what I want. I don't want to make love to you like a gentleman. I want to pound into you. I want to tie you down and make you beg. I want to lick every inch of your body until you're so wet with need that I almost slide out of you on every damned stroke.

This was her last chance to protect herself, her heart. She didn't take it. With a shiver, she released all the tension in her body and gave herself over to him. Her body. Her soul. And her love. Her love for him washed over her just as her orgasm did, sweeping her through a pleasure so powerful that it overwhelmed and threatened to destroy her. And she didn't care. She would rather burn in the fire of her love than to drown without him.

Gertrude is sweet and trusting and innocent in the ways of men, which is why she falls victim to such a selfish, self-absorbed putz.

Maybe every couple lived in the gaps between conversations, unable to say the important things for fear they had already been said, or couldn't be said; maybe every relationship started over every time two people came together.

Don't ever say that after sex, do you understand? If you feel the urge to say it, go see the girl first thing in the morning, with her night breath and no makeup...watch her on the toilet...listen to her with her friends...go meet her hairy mother and her shrill friends...and if you still feel the need to say such a stupid thing, then God help you.

Rye wondered if loving another person was a trap—that eventually you had to either lose them or lose yourself.

A hole opened up and he had to know what was inside it. So he picked and picked until the hole was huge, and then everything sort of... fell in, him, his wife, his kid, and this fragile life they'd built at the edge of this hole. And that's why he was here, because he'd begun wondering if maybe his father hadn't fallen in the same hole -

Pasquale's eyes felt heavy and he thought it might be the most intimate thing possible, to fall asleep next to someone in the afternoon.

God, this life is a cold, brittle thing. And yet it's all there is.

I've always been surprised at how it stings, the laughter of small men. The smaller the man, the more the laughter hurts, as if saying, I may be nothing, but you are less.

Sometimes he would stare at a hand-sized place on her body, the notch above her hip, the curve of her calf, the groove at the back of her neck, and he worried about the loyalty of his hands, daydreamed about their betrayal.

7. Be real If you want to play with your kids, you must be 100 percent real in what you do. Don't be afraid to look silly. Let them guide. Stop worrying about what others think of you or what you think of yourself. Get down on their level and try to let go for even 20 minutes a day if it is difficult for you. Even a little playtime on their level is worth more than any toy you could buy.

Love is wild and when it is cut returns again, stronger whether you want it to or not.

You need songs that make you feel. Some make you string, some make you weak. Some build determination, some tear you apart. But you need all of those...Run through the pain.

Good. I think I'm falling for you too. Let's not pull this chute.

You won't fall madly out-of-your-brains in love? Let your world as you know it be blown to bits because you fall heart-crushingly head-over-heels for someone?