Quotes About Vulnerability

Sex is the most important sort of adult play. If you can't relax here you never will

I love you' I thought. But I didn't say it. It was not that I feared she would laugh in my face ... My fear was a greater one--that she won't say it back.

He bursts into tears, and not some manlike tears either, where you pretend you're brushing something off your face and, incidentally, wipe a tear. Nope. He starts bawling like a kid who spilled his Slushie...

I remember how Talia got me to talk about the gardening thing. I've never told anyone else about that, but with this girl, I sort of feel like I can be myself without worrying about looking uncool. After all, she doesn't even know what "cool" is.

wondered, could someone love you if you didn't tell him the whole truth?

It was like we were two halves of an oyster shell, and when you put us together, it hid the gray gunk inside.

Trust was such a delicate thing, so fragile, not easily earned and harder to repair.

She understood it wasn't an actual fear of flying so much as a fear of being without control, which was often the crux of most fears. If you had control over a situation, there was nothing to fear.

Built in 1975, the Division Four unit is, like Henry Horner, made of cinder block, which jail authorities quickly learned did not provide the best of security. Because prisoners scraped through the mortar with metal spoons, the jail switched to plastic utensils in 1979. And after several inmates used the top of their dressers to beat through the walls, some in as little time as a minute and a half, the dressers were finally removed in 1981.

Most abhor Wallowing with the Weak yet fear Strutting with the Strong

Did you ever see a bee lying drunk on a rose? Lost in the petal, so close you can't see its tiny burrowing. In this way, I hang as I can. As close as I can.

A novel, should it survive, protects what a missile can't.

You could mistake your ability to go this far for strength. So you go on. Strength is admirable, after all, and you are ashamed of everything else about yourself. This endurance at least — this you can admire.

He smiles at me, and it is a knock on my chest, as if he had reached out and rapped it. My chest opens, my heart admits him.

The animal will be tender with you, and you with it, but the animal never forgets that when what it wants for survival requires your death, it will become unafraid to kill you. And so you cannot forget this, either. It is, on reflection, good training to be a courtesan. A woman of any kind.

You must be careful. Your voice, the tones it makes, it sounds so strong, as if it could never go away. But it might, all at once, without warning. Certainly

She said this watching my eyes as if she were testing the edge of a blade on me. And so I made sure not to flinch.

I was unsure how they fed themselves, what they would eat and drink, they were not unsure at all and this terrified me. I

The primary nature of every human being is to be open to life and love. Being guarded, armoured, distrustful and enclosed is second nature in our culture. It is the means we adopt to protect ourselves against being hurt, but when such attitudes become characterological or structured in the personality, they constitute a more severe hurt and create a greater crippling than the one originally suffered.

Therapy takes us backward into a forgotten past, but this was not a safe and secure time, else we would not have emerged from it scarred by battle wounds and armoured in self-defense.

Is this what real homelessness is like? Not just a particular set of roof and walls gone, but a sense of the death of companionship?

Rough sleepers have a life expectancy of forty-two years. They are thirty-five times more likely to commit suicide than the rest of the population. In

But don't we often lie to people we love, or not tell them things, precisely because we love them?

Trust not yourself, but your defects to know, make use of every friend and every foe.