Quotes About Vulnerability

Acting is embarrassing.

I'm romantic to the point of embarrassment.

I don't really get embarrassed because my whole life has been one big embarrassment.

In 2008/9 26,000 people in the U.K. relied on emergency food aid from a foodbank; which was 26,000 too many.

You know, the emotion - it comes in my art. The kind of person I am, I can deal with things, and I do and I can, but I'm not a crier.

We are only as emotionally strong as our deepest/biggest secret!

I have feelings. I'm not emotionally stunted.

I'm a pretty emotionally available person.

Part of acting is always just being available emotionally and open to people.

To me the important thing for a comic to be is emotionally honest.

I have a woman's body and a child's emotions.

I can access emotions very easily.

I'm afraid of elevators, because they are an enclosed space, but I get in.

For me, I have trouble working with people just because I sort of have trust issues when it comes to creative endeavors.

I don't think you're ever ready to read your life back to yourself and try to make it entertaining for others.

We know COVID-19 hasn't affected communities equally.

We're like everybody else. We hurt like everybody.

Everybody breaks sooner or later, Bob. Anyone can drown. Sometimes you see it. Most often, you don't because the body protects and the skin hides, so drowning doesn't look like drowning and some people scar so nicely. Take it from an expert.

She's got the kind of ethereal, unselfconscious beauty some young girls possess that breaks your heart. Or theirs.

I´d never heard a man cry before, Bob, but...it´s awful. (...) I think some man aren´t used to it and don´t know what to do with all that feeling. Their emotions are hexane ignited in their chests and rips them apart, and then they feel like they´re going to die-just as something was dying, at that moment in Mitch.

May it always cost the head as long as it does not cost the heart

You can fuck anyone—but with whom can you sit in water?

Question What is a child? A quiet between two bombardments.

You step out of the shower and the entire nation calms— a drop of lemon-egg shampoo, you smell like bees, a brief kiss, I don't know anything about you—except the spray of freckles on your shoulders! which makes me feel so thrillingly alone. I stand on earth in my pajamas, penis sticking out— for years in your direction.