Quotes About Vulnerability

There are an endless number of people who have left a love-shaped hole in the heart of someone else. Eventually someone brave and stupid will come along and try to fill that hole. But it never works, and so instead, that selfless soul winds up with a gap in his heart, too. And so on. It's a miracle that anyone survives, when so much of us is missing.

Parenthood was like awakening to find a soap bubble in the cup of your palm, and being told you had to carry it while you parachuted from a dizzying height, climbed a mountain range, battled on the front lines. All you wanted to do was tuck it away, safe from natural disasters and violence and prejudice and sarcasm, but that was not an option. You lived in daily fear of watching it burst, of breaking it yourself. Somehow you knew that if it disappeared, you would, too.

Being a good mother, it seemed to me, meant you ran the risk of losing your child.

When you are pregnant, you can think of nothing but having your own body to yourself again; yet after giving birth you realize that the biggest part of you is now somehow external, subject to all sorts of dangers and disappearance, so you spend the rest of your lifet rying to figure out how to keep her close enough for for comfort.

I leaned forward and kissed him. And again. As if I were passing him all those silent words I cound not say, the ones that explained my biggest secret: that I might not have OI but I knew how he (Adam) felt. That I was breaking apart, too, all the time.-Amelia

When you're an artist, it's because there's something inside you that you can't keep from spilling out. Maybe it comes in the form of sentences, or a grand jete, or stroke of a paintbrush. The end result can be a million different things. But the seed, it's always the same. It's the emotion there isn't a word for. The feeling that's too big for your body. To show someone your soul, you have to bleed. People who are comfortable, people who are content, they don't create art.

I had not asked to be rescued, true, but that did not mean I didn't need saving.

But there was a part of her that wondered what would happen if she let them all in on the secretthat some mornings, it was hard to get out of bed and put on someone else's smile; that she was standing on air, a fake who laughed at all the right jokes and whispered all the right gossip and attracted the right guy, a fake who had nearly forgotten what it felt like to be real…and who, when you got right down to it, didn't want to remember, because it hurt even more than this.

I believe in love. I think it just hits you and pulls the rug out from underneath you and, like a baby, demands your attention every minute of the day.

I'm afraid that, if I let myself feel ecstatic about being with you, then when you leave me, I won't be able to pull myself back together..

The truth is, I don't want to be disappointed again. Not by someone else's shortcomings, and especially not by my own.

In a cave at the far edge of the kingdom lived a man who had sworn off love. When you have been burned by fire once, you don't leap into the flames again.

You okay in there? No, I'm hanging from a closet rod.

You can't grieve something if you don't let yourself get close enough to care.

Heroes are higher than their vulnerability that is why they are heroes.

My brothers bullied me, so I cried a lot as a kid. It was the only defense I had. Telling them to stop wouldn't work. The crying would bring my dad. Dad was my cavalry.

Love's hard, especially for those who dont know how to trust, how to listen and how to forgive again and again...

It terrifies you doesn't it? It scares you to love someone like that. Someone who is so much of a storm. There are moments of quiet, they are rare but most of the time it will be on fire. It'll feel like loving a hurricane.

True lovers stay together in spite of all their issues because they're brave enough to own their emotions.

As soon as I promised myself that I wouldn't fall for you again, I fell

I keep letting you back in. How can I explain myself? As painful as this thing has been, I just can't be with no one else.

Some people are not afraid of commitment. They are afraid of committing to someone who won't commit to them.

My ex husband is my only weakness. When he tells me he loves me my heart melts.

I fall too fast, crash too hard, forgive too easily and care too much.