Quotes About Vulnerability

We are slow to believe that which if believed would hurt our feelings.

A new idea is delicate. It can be killed by a sneer or a yawn; it can be stabbed to death by a quip and worried to death by a frown on the right man's brow.

Even now, I have a lot of trouble understanding why Sharon stayed – or why she married me in the first place, come to think of it. I mean, she was actually afraid of me half the time. And the truth was I was afraid of me, too. Afraid of what I'd do to myself or, even worse, to someone else.

I hardly ever went to the AA [alcoholics anonymous] meetings. I've just never felt comfortable in those places. It's my worst zone. I'll get up and sing my heart out in front of two hundred thousand people at a rock festival, but when I've got to talk about the way I feel to people I've never met before, I can't do it. There's nothing to hide behind.

Snart finns ej längre land, ej stad, där du trygg är, och ingen frågar vad det innebär.

That which can be destroyed by the truth, should be

I'm not absolutely certain of the facts, but I rather fancy it's Shakespeare who says that it's always just when a fellow is feeling particularly braced with things in general that Fate sneaks up behind him with the bit of lead piping.

Being human doesn't mean you're weak, it just means you're subject to the same little quirks and foibles as the rest of us—for which you should be grateful.

The main thing in life is not to be afraid to be human.

Tell her everything you're scared about. Everybody's scared, Arnold. Everybody's got things in them they're ashamed of. That's what a wife's for. To make you feel you don't have to be ashamed of yourself. Then she tells you what makes her feel miserable.... Then, that's your job. It's your job to make her feel she's not as bad as everybody makes her think she is.

A friend is the only person you will let into the house when you are Turning Out Drawers.

But a broken heart—God knows, I have found—doesn't actually kill you. And irony and disinterest are false protections, ones that won't serve us, or the earth, in the end.

How do we become who we are in the world? We ask the world to teach us. But we have to ask with an open heart, with no idea of what the answer will be.

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It's as though for just a few minutes her flawless exterior cracked open a bit, and I could see the love and hurt inside.

You are wise to fear. Only the fool doesn't. But don't hide from your fear. Wear it like a cloak of armor.

There is a flash in her eyes as she expects to be rejected yet again. How is it possible after all that she has been through that she can still let people hurt her?

It had been a long time since she had allowed a man to put his arms around her, to let herself relax into the warmth of his presence.

Sex makes you get real.

My parents tried to keep me safe, but to me the world was not a safe place.

My hair was so much a part of my personality and all my photo shoots. I hid behind my hair. And then, I just decided I was okay with myself. To have short hair and really show my face is even more revealing than anything. It's a statement -- not to everyone else, more to myself.

I've bled for you. I've killed for you. I've held you in my arms and done my best to make love to you. I'd give my life to protect you. Now I sit beside you, askin' you to trust me.

I wanted to ask you one day but the time never seemed right, but we started talking and...Hell, I don't even have a ring. ... I'm naked here, bella, just laying myself out for you, telling you how I feel.

Forgotten about you?" He caught her chin, forced her to make eye contact, his gaze flashing anger, then slowly going gentle. "That would never happen. Never ." And Natalie got the sense that she'd hurt him.