Quotes About Vulnerability

She had worn her most expensive peach-colored georgette silk dress with matching heels and a real pearl necklace…she sat crumpled and half awake…like a crushed butterfly.

He was afraid of her; perhaps he had always been afraid of her - her joy, anger, sadness, excitement - she had so many extreme feelings.

I had to be caught in the weak eddy Of your drivelling humanity To love you most

I find it incredible impossible not to cry when I hear Stevie Nicks's "Landslide," especially the lyric: "I've been afraid of changing, because I've built my life around you." I think a good test to see if a human is actually a robot/android/cylon is to have them listen to this song lyric and study their reaction. If they don't cry, you should stab them through the heart. You will find a fusebox.

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I guess nothing puts a damper on a one-night stand as much as your friend pointing out all the opportunities where you might have been killed.

I find it extremely impossible not to cry when I hear Stevie Nicks's "Landslide," especially the lyric: "I've been afraid of changing, because I've built my life around you." I think a good test to see if a human is actually a robot/android/cylon is to have them listen to this song lyric and study their reaction. If they don't cry, you should stab them through the heart. You will find a fusebox.

it's blue and it's wailing because its little body is cold. The only people who think it's beautiful are its parents, and the doctor is just happy it's alive. And none of that is funny.

Also, I find it extremely impossible not to cry when I hear Stevie Nicks's "Landslide," especially the lyric: "I've been afraid of changing, because I've built my life around you." I think a good test to see if a human is actually a robot/android/cylon is to have them listen to this song lyric and study their reaction. If they don't cry, you should stab them through the heart. You will find a fusebox.

He likes to take in people past the point where the can be putting on a show to impress him.

They're awful fears. They're sweat-through-your-nightgown-into-your-sheets fears. I don't wish them on any of you. But if you have them too, that makes me feel better. And if you feel better knowing that I have them, I'm happy.

It was too much, but at the time, I felt invincible.

And when she's at the door, Mark stops her and he says, "I like you, very much. Just as you are." It's ridiculous that I love this so much. It's so simple. It's not a witty, perfectly phrased, Ephron-y declaration by our charming, neurotic hero. It's so … plain. But the idea is the most beautiful thing in the world. So, obviously, it makes me cry.

In my mind, the sexiest thing in the world is the feeling that you're wanted. The slightly nervous asking of your phone number. The text message asking you to dinner. The simple overture of wanting me can satisfy my ego for a good long time.

My barometer for making friends is that you can't get to know someone by hearing about everything they like—you need to hear about what they don't like. It's only when you are willing to go out on a limb by admitting you're not a fan of something that you're vulnerable enough to earn my trust.

In a way, I realized, every woman risked her life when bringing a child into the world. Labor and delivery were serious business, and not for the faint of heart. Yet down through the centuries women took that risk, willing to trade life for life.

In any solid, good relationship, it takes a while to trust someone.

Tants de mots han perdut el pes i el gruix que ja no goso cloure els punys amb força com abans, per por de sentir tot un món que s'esmicola.

You know how it is. Some people really seem to want to get close so they can get close. Some people want to get close so they can complain about their lives to you. Some people want to get close so they can have sex. And some people seem to want to get close just so they can hurt you.

Broken trust can heal more quickly than most of us have thought, too. And it's worth it, because whoever coined the expression The broken places are stronger where they heal is absolutely right when it comes to trust.

Mystics seem to have no shame about contradicting themselves left and right. They blithely proclaim that the cure for pain is in the pain itself and that the cry of longing is the sigh of merging. That's because the path of the mystic reconciles contradictory propositions (such as harrowing sorrow and radical amazement) and blesses us with an extended capacity to sit with ambiguity, to treasure vulnerability, to celebrate paradox as the highest truth.

No pierdas el tiempo teniendo miedo del amor.

Then I realized that we all think we might be terrible people. But we only reveal this before we ask someone to love us. It is a kind of undressing.

Finally, in a low whisper, he said, 'I think I might be a terrible person.' For a split second I believed him - I thought he was about to confess a crime, maybe a murder. Then I realized that we all think we might be terrible people. But we only reveal this before asking someone to love us. It is a kind of undressing.