Quotes About Vulnerability

In reality it is not the mistakes we make that are responsible for tense human relations, it is the lack of courage in admitting them.

You seem ill at ease, Miss Sullivan. I assure you I'm completely harmless," he said.

Love made you vulnerable--any kind of love.

The horses came thundering toward Margaret. "Get down!" Daniel tackled her to the dusty ground. The breath puffed out of her. She struggled to free herself, but his strong body kept her pinned beneath him. She could smell the clean scent of soap underneath the scent of his skin. Never in her life had she felt so helpless and dependent. And protected. The word whispered through her brain with a gentle allure.

I'd trusted in my own strength about so many things. I realized God delights in using the weak and fearful.

There is no subterfuge in you, Miss Adeline. Why is that?" Color came and went in her cheeks. "Everyone has layers. Even me." He leaned closer as his son neared and allowed a curl to wrap his finger. "I look forward to peeling back those layers.

eyes widened, and a tear slid down her cheek. "I've never

I don't like sleeping in the dark jungle by myself. Ren

This thing about you that you think is your flaw - it's the reason I'm falling in love with you.

If I were a carpenter, I would build you a window to my soul. But I would leave that window shut and locked, so that every time you tried to look through it all you would see is your own reflection. You would see that my soul is a reflection of you.

He then put both hands on the door on either side of my head and leaned in close, pinning me against it. I trembled like a downy rabbit caught in the clutches of a wolf. The wolf came closer. He bent his head and began nuzzling my cheek. The problem was…I wanted the wolf to devour me.

Saying his name stabbed my heart, like someone had ripped through my carefully stitched up world and exposed the infected, pulsing red tissue that I thought was healing.

The sun, the moon and the stars would have disappeared long ago, had they happened to be within reach of predatory human hands.

By morning she was almost in a coma. Sometime between midnight and 2 A.M., Vickie and Colby began to suffer similar symptoms, although less severe. At first they suffered a sunburnlike condition and then diarrhea and vomiting. The following morning, Betty was moved to Vickie's house and all three were cared for there. Betty's condition continued to deteriorate, and three days later she was taken to the hospital.

He might have been naive, but he didn't care; he said he's rather die with his heart on his sleeve than end up another cynic.

I guess this is what marriage is, or was, or could be. You drop the mask. You allow the fatigue in. You lean across and kiss the years because they're the things that matter.

The best artists are the greatest of criers.

There are times when I just need to cry.

To be a writer is to gouge out one's mind, heart and soul and splatter them across the page for the world to judge.

Maybe I write because I've learned to show certain parts of my heart on the page that I still struggle to capture in speech.

Laugh, but weep at the same time. If you cannot weep with your eyes, weep with your mouth. If this is still impossible, urinate.

We've been a country that's been fortunate to be protected by two oceans, to not have serious attacks on our territory for most of our history. And we were unfortunately reminded in a very devastating way of our vulnerability.

But the truth of the matter is, we're an open society, we want to remain an open society, and there will continue to be vulnerability. That's why we have to meet the threats when they are not yet taking place on our territory and on our soil.

If a man has gold, he lives with the terror that someone will take it away from him, so he builds walls around it. Then everyone knows where the gold is, so they come and take it. That's the way it always goes, brother. Fools and gold, together.